We the flowers come in a
myriad hues, making us special.
Our fragrance, rarity or looks
further enhance our beauty.
Never do we compete
with one another but
complement and complete
each other, holding hands.
Be it at the altar or in a bouquet,
at the shrine or a festival.
At the garden swaying
in harmony to the
gentle breeze and admiring glances,
we infuse happiness and smiles
across the miles!
I often ponder, that there is so much for us to learn from these pretty flowers. Some are wild, some so delicate, some are short lived while some stay bloomed for months, the fragrance of some mesmerize while some others are an epitome of beauty. Each one so unique and beautiful in their own way and yet all of them, so happy with their “being”, without an iota of envy creeping in.
They seem to be the perfect example of unity and beauty in diversity.
Then why is Man, the most intelligent species, always competing with each other to be one up? Why does he fail to learn from all other components of nature who live in perfect harmony?
Are we really the most intelligent?