At Her Zenith Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

She is at her zenith
No one knows beneath
She keeps it confined to her breath
She at her best and lives with

Garden is beautiful with flowers
Might have come up with fresh showers
But all work done by her dedicated efforts
Where she find herself with nature in rapport

Is the new birth expected in garden?
Her beautiful insight helped even
Nothing to worry and nothing to get hurt
Good result and no one can subvert

She is graceful with all her acts
Where an art remains fact
Flowers speak for all the grace
One can smile with shine on face