Unfurled petals as they seem, The curved lashes black and shining, Who prevent the deluge to the brim… cupping up the falling drops of destiny… with every cascade of the fall, breaks the delusion and fallacy to let the sublime stream flow without inhibition… thy petals ! herald the advent of spring, the fall and rains behind lay stranded, they embrace the fragrance of the bouquet brought with winds of the mist!