Saturday, 3 May 2014


                           courtesy : google image

Let my soul be enraptured
By the soothing hue
Of petals opening out
Let the bee and butterfly alight
My language is nectar
I desire to proliferate
I long to embrace every water-hole
To whisper, talk, and sing
Of unity in diversity
Before I fade and wither
Let the lotus bloom
Let the fragrance spread

Posted for Fireblossom’s Mini-Challenge: Flash Fiction 55! @ Real Toads


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