PRAISE OF ORCHID

Alone stands the orchid,handsomely profound;

Aroma above all else, far and beyond;

Flows with flare, favors with no bound;

Of sorrow should it be, unnoticed all along?

Days and years,wandering around like a vagabond,

Words of wisdom Old King seeks, hence wise and strong;

Beauty of tranquility for I am stunned,

May Lord take me as thine ever belonged.

Blossomed is my wisdom for my Lord,

Like orchid thriving under the cold;

Everlasting shall my faith behold,

Till generations of prosperity unfold.