WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES

LIFE BLOSSOMS
I am an unwanted wildflower,
But, God's own child, born clever,
Without a drop of sweet nectar,
But, under His divine nurture,
Blooms of radiant white petal,
Shining like a previous metal,
Red blood creeps into the heart,
I am His own, a divine part,
Life blossoms now to flourish,
Love all, dance to cherish.
- WILLIAMSJI MAVELI 
POET INKS:
The poet here has weaved a very beautiful story in the form of a poem...He calls himself an unwanted flower...but then immediately changes the mood of the poem by saying that he is God's own child, blessed by Him...and nurtured by His divine nectar.
In spite of growing wild, he has had the good fortune of a divine hand guiding him all through his life, like a flower he has been blooming, the God pouring his love over him like the Sun's rays. 
The poet  further says, he has never felt separate from the Creator, he has always been his extension...like how the blood is, to a vein. God's gift, his precious life ,now is existing to flourish and thank him for his goodness and love all and cherish the life gifted to us.