Natural And Fair Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Words may be less
Even if we make chase
To find out it as appropriate
We shall not be able to state

Who waters the plant?
Who really wants?
These questions remain
Unanswered with pain

I think of natural rain
The powerful source to drain
From its wonderful treasury
To bless the entire humanity

The flowers comes up of their won
Some of them are already known
With their fragrance and beauty
We all pray for their safety

Some of them go to the feet of lord
Some find place in poet's world
Some adore beautiful woman's hair
These all facts are natural and fair