Saffron-Sanatan

Saffron's the colour of sky,
Saffron's all Hindu's joy.

Saffron gets vent out from
ancient Sanatan,
It's an unaffected perpetual fountain.

Each and every earthly
being,
Coming under its
steady swing.

This fountain drenches

everybody,
and filled their heart with
spiritual goodies.

Saffron it is which
causes,
the bloomy-blush

on the face of roses.

The rose may belong to
Africa, America, Antarctica,
It smells as sweet as Asia.

The colours verigated spring from the  different creeds,
They 're originally the saffron breeds.