An Ode To Flowers

Flowers, you charming damsels of the Earth Popping up everywhere in rapturous mirth Burning in flame, you dazzle the hills and the vales Sometimes you bloom to die unnoticed in lonely isles You are beauty and grace incarnate You are fragrance and loveliness- aggregate Half hidden in your fluttering emerald veil You make yourself known by your aromatic smile Attired in robes of radiant dye and hue In dawn and dusk you are bathed in dew Nodding in glee with the gentle touch of the winds You remain the bees’ and butterflies’ bosom friends You deck the garlands of the blushing bride Also grace the wreaths of the expired In beautiful parlours, you proudly reside Over the freshly dug up graves, you sadly preside Though fleeting is your life on the Earth You accompany man from birth to death You are there in moments of dazzling glow Also when we sing the dirge of life’s parting woe You fairy maidens, how you gladden our hearts You can delight us more than all the arts Like the stars in the firmament, on Earth you shine Who else other than God, your beauteous form design?