Facing the sun,she stands

as her golden petals sways

in the winds,emanating a hue,

so vibrant,that would steal

the glory of the Sun.

An inspiring insignia of hope,

creation falls at her feet,

the sweetness of forever

comes up to meet.

Her pride is fueled with love,

her joy is like the freedom of

thousand doves.

She is the queen of the wilderness,

the nectar of her fragrance

the touch of her dove winged presence

like pearls of beauty

and rapture of gold

the bliss of her sweetness

never grows old.

fearless of her own shadow,

the world bows to her grace,

her essence is beyond the grasp

of mortals.

A rare treasure,She is.