WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES.....

MOTHER EARTH
In the heart of May's sweet bloom,
A love resides, untouched by gloom.
From her own  core, it gently flows,
Always a beauty that nature bestows.
No expectations, no desire for praise,
Just spreading joy in subtle ways.
Each petal unfurls with grace untold,
A tale of love in colors ever bold.
Pure and unconditional, it gleams,
In the sunlight's warm, golden beams.
Touching all with its fragrant embrace,
A gift of love, a sacred space.
May flower, in your quiet way,
You teach us how to love and sway.
To cherish moments, embrace each hour,
And spread love like a May flower
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI