A Beautiful Flower

They say about the great beauty of the flower, The eminent sonneteer has never seen it, He has only heard it, Still the celestial loveliness of the flower Has created refined ripples in his creative mind, This is truly enough for the fabulous bard. He begins to depict the wonderful blossom With his magnificent skill and efficiency, Excellent words spontaneously flow in his superior realm And he writes those with great rhythm. When he finishes it, He finds he has portrayed a lovely piece, The readers read it with immense concentration and interest, They easily consider it as his masterpiece, The sublime poet smiles and feels himself as a true winner.