Sparkling white on the roadside
May lit a face wide
When see the road side flower
May even gaze for an hour?
The name of flower holds no color.
Nor hold fragrance
But has its own essence.
Fluttering in the breeze it aims to find
Someone would hold in mind.
Of the white beauty, add charm to the city
Blossoming out with natures will
Alongthe foot hills
It raises its heel
While the traveler smile on way uphill.
With this desire it wears white attire.
To rejuvenate the eyes of the restless observer
Lift him higher and fulfill his desire