THE CALL OF FLOWERS
When I found a brave long lost crazy unexpected comrade
I felt that Heaven’s Angels have spared for me that comrade
Once I wished! had that been my only last but the best comrade
The wish like the bright colors dressed my thoughts to be with comrade
The flowers' inherent colors draw the love-lorn unaware lost comrade
The coloured insight charmed with shades welcomed the call of comrade
The spell-bound sight holding the fragile fragrance lived the goodness of comrade.
While I thought to step out of my deep brooding
My blithe spirit sought to feel the Sunshine rising
No sooner than my eyes cast their glance all around
A surprise that the spectrum of colors spread all round
My calm fresh mind seemed connected to the flowers' call
No sooner than my insight seemed answering to the colors' call.
