Tale of Flowers

The Lily says, the lily says ...
What does the Lily say?

The violet looks askance...
What does the violet pray?

The red rose the sensuous rose
Sways to  and fro...
Flirting with her lover the wind
What thoughts from her do flow?

The daisy sighs...
The daffodils smile..
The marigold bends demure

My heart beds with solace
In a place safe and secure.
Where flowers walk
And flowers talk
Where mercy and compassion
On tender stalks
Whisper soft Ave
To bright new day
And close their lustrous dewy eyes
Fearlessly as
each day dies.

Now I know the flowers unspoken tongue
The language of ethereal grace
The lily says bless my purity.
Keep me white always.

The violet whispers....her innocent wish
Modesty embalm my lore
Let my soft hues of lavender
Lay carpet upon earth's floor

The rose is sonorous dulcetto
Calling ardent to the breeze
Let every petal unfold and fall
My lover's heart to tease.

The daisy chain of merry maids
Want you with me, to gladness wed

The daffodil bulbs blossom and bud
Happy April trails of goodness flood

Over hills and vales
And hard travails
A flower bows its graceful head
To tell a tale, narrates loveliness

Oh! marigold you say it well,
When you quietly pray
that your holy mother's spirit
Bends and
Over us dwell

No woman alone
No love deserted
Nothing required
Nothing unwanted.
Release wistfully
Love unrequited
It perfumes the air
And makes heaven of hell
When you hold on to naught
In every heart you dwell.

In sombre memories
In softest breeze
In young hearts and old

And verily
In Flowers everywhere
Amethysts rubies and gold.

Keep the faith
You know your path
This is your  hour, your place.

Nothing that's truly felt
Fails to leave
A trace.

© Amrita Valan 2015