Flowers And Poetry

On the surface of the Earth, you can find this heavenly object everywhere a gift from God. The colours may be different, the scent may be good or bad, the size may be small or big but the fact is they are just awesome and called a flower.

The name is enough to describe beauty, enough to show purity and also to explain the power of refreshment. You learnt about "Daffodils" before. It is waoooo...And Waoooo

On a very particular time while walking near my garden I stopped for a moment when I listened to the voice coming from the little flowers. I shocked when I got the message. They are discussing the purity, love, beauty through a very special language. How beautiful they are I just shocked again. My ears opened to listen to the poetry coming from the little bud with a smile it opened it's beautiful petals.

I realized the poetry after a moment and also the language of Floriography.

Poetry still in my heart, still now I can realize it's beauty.