A forest flower grows unknown, unseen
In the thick forest catching a beam
The flower never questions why
The rain falls or birds do fly
Content with the role it plays
Adding beauty to sundry days
Rooted, down-to-earth it grows
Simple are the ways it knows
Growing up to be the best it can
It holds no idol or temple plan
Competing not with neighboring flowers
Equally on all its fragrance showers
Despite the ants or bees, it grows
I think it knows
A way to be,
A way that’s beautiful and lively!
Jyoti Prateek
This is so beautifully expressed! Just how we all should be in life.