You planted in my garden
Its shy presence enhances
Not only my nose or eyes
But restores my five senses
With the touch of it
I feel the essence of divine
My imagination goes wild
With the presence of it
Like the bees and butterflies
I drop my thoughts
Share my secrets
To ear of the flower
I whisper my hope
I breathe my dreams
On the growth of every petals
The soil is so kind
I see the flash of smile on the harvest
The voice of god
I listen in the kiss of the sun
The child in me
Dances along with the wind
But I know as a gardener
No two days
And no two gardens
Have the same weather
On a very fateful night
Comes a frost
And does a great damage
to my flower garden
On the curves of shadow
And many grey areas
Which I yet to recover