39. ||GARDEN||

Two flowers

Grew together.

From seed to plant

Plant to blooms

They were

Always together.

The same colour

The same shade

The same fragrance

Their shoots entwined

They cried with happiness

For the joy of being together

Was unfathomable for them.

They lived a few days

And then

One day

A man

Robust and muscular

Evil in his mind

Took one of the two away

With him.

To prove his glory

Or the sight of two together

Was unbearable for him,

No one will know.

Little did he notice

He had

Ruined the roots of

The other flower.

It fought against all odds, the other flower

Tried surviving

But what is it without its other half?

Gradually

It fell to the earth

Surrendered

And

Died.

Wishing,

It would be born

As the stem of her partner

In the next life.

Our story is taught in gardens,

Krishna.

No one ever noticed that.