Resignation

In a whiff of salubrious morning air The flowers in my garden looked all too fair They had an unseen radiant gleam And resembled the ones I had in my dream In my garden they happened to bloom After a rainy night of ever deepening gloom When the ashen night had quickly sped And the East started turning red When the night lamps were snuffed out And the luminous daylight broke out It was then I chanced to gaze at them Rollicking in breeze on their delicate stem They were like fairies from a fictitious land And adorned my garden like a jeweled band In daylight, dazzling their beauty and glory They seemed to narrate an enticing story Those blossoms had a mysterious grace That I thought of placing them in my vase While I stood admiring them in rising ecstasy The passersby looked at them in growing jealousy With dusk fall, on looking out into my garden Those beauties were no more there to gladden Someone had stealthily plucked them and was gone And my poor heart in despair began to moan To my dejection, I saw the mother plants cruelly pulled apart And felt a piece being sliced out from my heart Then I heard a faint whisper from deep inside They were words mild, but seemed to chide 'Why do you look all too down cast Over a trifle, you have irrevocably lost, What's gone is gone and shall never come to stay And the pain it causes has to wither away. Keep your eyes open for new treasures to behold Be assured, when one is lost, several others shall unfold'!