This home is a blooming garden bright,
Two flowers spread fragrance and light.
Their sweet smell travels far away,
This is their wish every day.
Let us see how dreams they fulfil,
Till now no thorns came near their way.
If thorns walk with them, how are steps led?
If stormy winds begin, how do they move ahead?
With fragrance spreading pure and fine,
Let us see which gardens shine.
'Gieet' let us see what these flowers do,
So the garden’s name shines too.
3.40pm 29 May 2026
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