The flowers in the wilderness
In the wild, amidst the dirt
There is a pretty pretty flower
It does not know what it's worth
Knows the bee that around it, hovers
It took the soil from the deep ground
And turned it into beautiful colors
And took the rain from the sky
And made a sweet sweet nectar
It often gets crushed by the passerby
Who do not see and make it suffer
It blooms again, with full vigor
And its nature does not alter
It blooms and blossoms and gets discovered
And it grows faster and faster
People who crushed it, people who were ignorant
In their ignorance, only mutter
This was the flower in the wild
I once stepped on, not knowing it's worth
It's a diamond found in the coal mine
It's a lotus in the muddy puddle
Only the seasoned eyes can see
The value of it ever
It was never meant for the common
It was meant for better and better
Jaya Sonkar MD MPH
3.20.2021
3.20.2021
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