Friday, January 27, 2012

Tiny Insight

A tiny little flower
She bloomed in my garden
Was kissed by frosty wind
She whispered tiny meek talks
Wandering wind failed to understand her will
Glimpses of giant humans she caught 
She chuckled, mused,
They fail to laugh or smile with her
They fail to rejoice simple joys of life
Greedy bewailing is the mania of man?
Life can be as tiny as her
And she is so sweet
So can be their lives
lest they fail to laugh with her
The inspiration to write this is from Wisdom times. Thanks Vish.