A Flower at Your Temple Door | A poem about Lakshmi devi

I am a fallen flower, stomped by many feet,

Crushed beneath the weight of my past deeds.

Thus, I lost my beautiful colors,

Thus, I lost my sweet fragrance.

The winds of fate carried me away,

And I fell at your lotus feet.

Now, the weight of my past is gone,

Now, my life is a golden dawn.

No longer I am a flower lost in despair,

Your love has filled me with hope and care.

Blessed by your touch, I fall no more,

After death, I shall bloom at your temple door.