Beauty of Mind
With a highly volatile temper
A person may lose the beauty of mind
Just like a sweet flower in the winter.
With all sweetness a flower blooms,
But the warmth of the sun
Does burn the soft petals.
The air does fade its aroma away.
The water hits the soft petals
With a mighty splash
Time and again.
But
If the beauty of mind blooms once,
Neither the sun, the air nor the water can
Harm it.
With the beauty of flower,
I can win the beauty of mind.
But with the beauty of mind,
I can win the grace of God.
Copyright © Ujjal Mandal | Year Posted 2023
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