Desert Flower
Deep in the desert
Where the sun shines
Bright and hard
Lived a little flower
Pale as the sand
It stood bravely
The sun beat on it
The wind blew in it
The heat almost
Took the life out of it
But there it stood
In the clear night
Beneath the canopy
Of thousand of stars
Morning brought a traveler
From some place afar
He stopped by the plant
To wash himself
Few drops spilled over
To the pale flower beneath
A shiver went thru’ her
And tremblingly she unfolded
A few more drops
And the petals
Stretched themselves
Hesitantly, tremblingly
As if some force
Pushing them out
Of her dream of death
Eternity, holds her breath
The pretty petals
What a sight to behold
Seemed to be overwhelmed
By unstoppable madness
A little place
Of sensual joy
Thus life reentered
Joyously
What a moment ago
Had been dead
Entered it visibly
Passionately
In all its glory
The wayfarer
Looked down with a start
As if surprised
To see such beauty
In the barren desert
Bent down
And plucked the flower
And put it against his heart
And there she can
Be seen now
Happily riding away.
Copyright © Tahera Mannan | Year Posted 2010
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