A little flower in the garden
winked at me without pardon
while I opened at dawn
my window wide and drawn.
Winking back at her with affinity
with an expressive smile infinitely
I went out to her with an affability
intending to see her closely.
She was beautiful from proximity
almost like a new-born in entity
with tender petals gleaming glossy
exuding a glimmer great and shiny.
Badly wanted to touch her lovingly
afraid she would get hurt terribly
stood admiring her for a while happily
assimilating her beauty greatly.
The visual delight was 
awe-inspiring
so was the mental peace transpiring
being for a few moments involving
yet gave an exhilaration inciting.
Meenas Poems 