WILLIAMSJI MAVELI : WHITE PETALS

WHITE PETALS
Just like the flower lives and flourishes every spring,
She returns to her writing and curves after each swing
She might be aging, like the flower, but  still maintains
Her own fragrance, which is immortal  and a celebration
This is the creation of God and can be understood as
Well accepted and bend like flowers, to the will of God,
Then we also will see she provides a beautiful garden
for any flower to live in. this paradise on earth nature,
like the whiteness of  flower, sees the infinite love,
if not Paradise might be lost forever and ever.
These are thy wonders, Oh Goddess of love,
to make us see we are but flowers that glide;
which when we once can find and prove,
thou hast a garden for us where to bide;
sho would be more, swelling through the
soul, forfeit their Paradise by their pride.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI