The Flower in the Wilderness

The flowers in the wilderness
In the wild, amidst the dirt

There is a pretty flower
It does not know what it’s worth

Knows the bee around it, hovers
It took the soil from the deep ground

And turned it into beautiful colors
And took the rain from the sky

And made a sweet sweet nectar
It often gets crushed by the passerby

Who does not see and make it suffer
It blooms again, with full vigor

And its nature does not alter
It blooms and blossoms and gets discovered

And it grows faster and faster
People who crushed it, people who were ignorant

In their ignorance, only mutter
This was the flower in the wild

I once stepped on, not knowing it’s worth
It’s a diamond found in the coal mine

It’s a lotus in the muddy puddle
Only seasoned eyes can see

The value of it ever
It was never meant for the common

It was meant for better and better

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