A Wearied Flower And A Skeletal Bee Poem by nimal dunuhinga
A Wearied Flower And A Skeletal Bee
'Sorry dear, I came to wipe your tears
Not to suck the nectar.'
Old bee whispered.
'I too must say sorry, Sir.
And it's a surprise to see such a kind bee in an off-season.'
Exploited flower responded.
And the inquisitive Autumn eavesdrops in a garden's corner with a wry smile.
*[ Suicide bomber in Sri Lanka kills 13 and wounded several dozen including a government minister.The attack attributed to the Tamil Tigers indicates they can still strike far from where they're concerned.]
-Los Angeles Times headline today with a photograph.
There comes a time when kindness is more important than self gratification. Very moving. I am sorry for the violence in Sri Lanka and hope that your loved ones are safe. Kind regards, Sandra
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4/24/2024 6:22:29 PM # 1.0.0.1119
The subject of this whimsical poem is so tiny and yet, the import of your words is vast and very significant. Your flair for finding the allegorical amid the horrific is masterful. Another fine read. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥