Discovery
Look at that garden,
A well developed garden,
It has plants,bushes,climbers and creepers,
It has also numerous trees,
All of them are different from other,
One is having wide leaves,
And the other pointed narrow,
Some flowers are white,others red,blue and purple,
Some have fruits,
Others are barren for life,
Fruits are sweet,sour and bitter,
Why so much variety,
Does it serve any purpose,
Or is just there,
A random dance of nature,
Perhaps not,
It is a grand scheme,
With everything having an object,
It is we who are unawares,
And still discovering more.
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