Smiling disarmingly from an orchid wild
With their white petals washed in dew
Amid the vernal green, they shone radiant
Like scattered stars bursting the seams of the sky
Airily they poised on their delicate stems
Waving at me from their stations high
Scattered here n’ there, not in neat array
They verily had an unusual charm.
Chanting in chorus, songs of lilting tunes,
They put my weary heart into a state of calm.
Had no idea from where they had come
Never had I seen the plant in bud before
They appeared abrupt as under a magic spell
I could count not one but a hundred more
Like festoons hung down from the turquoise sky,
They dangled down, bathed in sun’s early rays.
As they stood nodding at every gust of wind,
I stayed nonplussed admiring their simple grace.