When we look up to the heavens, our life starts to change and we change others..
The Little White -flowered Shrub
The Little White -flowered Shrub
There was a marshy swamp
Mildewed and damp
With flies buzzing around
Nothing grew out of that slushy ground
With a terrible stench
Like a rotten trench...
Then one fine day
A seed fell down
It started to grow
Into a little plant
Looking always upwards
The plant soon had
White flowers that glowed
A beautiful shrub
With an aroma sweet
It drew from the marsh, the swamp
Minerals and water
But kept its face fixed to the heavens
In the end
The sweetness of the shrub
Transformed the swamp..
More shrubs grew in the dump
All because of the white-flowered shrub
Who kept its face fixed to the heavens
And changed the world around it
© Rita Farhat Kurian
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