WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES....
In a grove where verdant canopies sway
In a grove where verdant canopies sway,
A beauty pageant unfolds its display.
Hidden beneath a canopy of green,
A mother goddess, a sight unseen.
Her face, a mystery veiled in leaves,
Yet her presence, a whisper that weaves
Through the boughs, a melody of grace,
A serene aura in this sacred space.
Each leaf a gown of emerald hue,
Adorning her form, a timeless view.
Nature's crown upon her head,
A regal presence, where dreams are led.
In this sylvan theater, where silence reigns,
The goddess of beauty, she entertains
With a glance, a smile, half-revealed,
A mystery of allure, yet unconcealed.
The rustle of leaves, a soft applause,
As she walks, the earth beneath her draws
The gaze of all who dare to see
The essence of beauty, wild and free.
In this pageant of green, she stands alone,
A symbol of grace that nature has sown.
Half-hidden, yet fully known,
The mother goddess of beauty
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