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what though there be a garden of flowers
the essense of the whole distilled to but a drop
the humble bee alights
frozen in time and purpose
sucking the nectar of its created heaven
in the now in the here 
gridlocked
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Krutsinger Avatar
March 25, 2018 at 11:00 PM
I like the word choice in this so much, especially humble bee, created heaven, and gridlocked. This one is fine writing, Karam.
Misra Avatar
March 25, 2018 at 11:20 PM
Thank you for your kind words, Caren
Goff Avatar
March 25, 2018 at 2:53 PM
Hi Karam...I love bees n' pollinators of every sort! Planting milkweed in my garden (10 × 15)for the first time! sounds like flower gardens are magical in India!
Misra Avatar
March 25, 2018 at 11:14 PM
Thank you for dropping by, James. Sadly the flowers and bees are slowly fading out. Was a time when flowers used to bloom everywhere and beesong buzzed in the fragrant air!
Horsman Avatar
November 15, 2017 at 3:55 PM
I too love this, your poem Karam.
Misra Avatar
November 15, 2017 at 8:20 PM
Thank you, Harry, for dropping by and appreciating.
U.D Palawon  Avatar
August 19, 2017 at 12:04 PM
Such beautiful imagery you've brought here! Keep it up! :) Sunita
Misra Avatar
August 19, 2017 at 12:31 PM
Thank you, Sunata.
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August 19, 2017 at 12:31 PM
Sunita!
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