All praise to the gardener who keeps Eden
Caresses each leaf with fondness and love
Taps the window panes of the sleeping soul
The dawn wakes up with fresh fragrant lyric
Deep within the grove tree is the bird
That sings the measures yet unheard.
C. P. Sharma
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bird-that-sings-measures-yet-unheard/
