A Fragrant Death

My friend Sandhya posted this wonderful photograph she clicked, of a yellow pumpkin creeper, with an interesting past.

It grew, perhaps by total chance, in a pot that actually held a jasmine plant.  An inability to thrive at some point, in an environment not conducive to living, and this plant is now no more.

Such a pointed comment on our modern society, where folks emigrate from simple areas to those with slavish global standards, and suffer from being misfits.

And clearly , an ode , to a natural beauty .....


 (photograph by Sandhya)

Healthy, robust
daughters of the Earth,
adorned with green flared outfits,
occasionally
with a simple flower
and tendrils,
find it difficult
to get a life
in places
where size zero
fair, white and lovely flowers
congregate
and socialize in groups
often exuding
the latest perfume....