Reliance on Faith

Lands that people long negate,
Flowers often nourish there by fate,
On such lands, Roses arise,
By the benevolence of the skies,
Melodious birds around them mesmerize,
Such a blessing in diguise !
To travellers, their honey-odour appeals,
Their delicate petals give silk feels,
By the wind, they sway at night,
As if swirling in the moonlight,
Dew drops stay on them like beads,
Caterpillars on sepals feed,
Birds carry their pollens to mate,
Pleasing is the reliance on faith,