The Amaltaash

Its not everyday that I take
a walk down memory lane
Today the leaves under my feet
don't seem to complain in pain...

Last night it rained so they feel loved
today they are trampled upon and shoved
The leaves snuggle close to each other
and tell the breeze to go wherever.

As the sun raises the curtain of light
I walk on mesmerized at a beautiful sight
On the undulating landscape it looms
a breathtaking Amaltaash in full bloom!

Washed by last nights heavy downpour
the magnificicient Amaltaash stands apart
in its full brilliance to welcome a new dawn
silence broken by an occasional birdsong.

Resplendent in the glory of the colour yellow
others recede into the oblivion - mellow
sunny flowers hang delicately like grapes
how unlike any other flower their shape!

Reflecting the sun they sway softly in the wind
for a moment the harsh fiery desert sings
I look on with joy - overwhelmed and mesmerized
wonder how can such beauty be memorized

If you haven't seen an Amaltaash in full bloom
You know its like missing the breathtaking moon
It arranges this spectacular show every summer
so come and see for yourself when its warmer

Its not everyday that I take
a walk down memory lane
Today the leaves under my feet
don't seem to complain in pain.