'In the pitchy darkness what are you searching sir? '.
The watch keeper asked from the puritan.
'I am searching some rare herbal flowers brother'.
'These days it's very hard to find an unblemished flower sir
because of this unending war, flowers won't come out.
There were some flowers at the back yard of the grave side,
but I am not quite sure; an uncalled man has been here last week
and plucked all the flowers.'
'It's me can't you recognize?
those flowers for the altar
and not for medication'.
Very poignant and lovely, Nimal. 'Bread feeds the body indeed but flowers feed the soul' from The Koran. Sandra
This is a great image Nimal. There is an innocence that runs through the powerful narrative. As always, the deployment of such beautiful language is what seduces the reader.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love this one Nimal - well done!