Beauty of love blossoms as blossomed flower 

 

The world wakes up with whistle of birds and whisper of trees,
 And the morning dews go away furtively with warm love of sunrises.
 We see the beauty of beautiful mother nature opens its sleeping eyes,
 And poet writes poetry thinking lovely face of lover as blossomed flowers.

  Mother nature changes its face changing faces of its children all the times,
 And we see beauties of our world all the year as season changes.
 The winter transforms the landscape with whitey-snow wrapping the landscape and vales,
 And green trees change faces in the woodlands standing inline with baldheads.

   Lovers make no discrimination in the color, castes and creeds as creator loves all his creations,
  And we all need to understood love as glorification of creator making no discrimination of races.  
  Loving of human kinds is loving of God as all religions believe and us teaches ,
  And mystery of creations lives forever in love if that truth we carry forward in our hearts and minds.