A flower blossoming in the distance Appeals to my solemn eyes. To appreciate that incredible beauty From a much nearer picture I start walking towards it. A few dry leaves rustle Beneath my hasty footsteps; I walk over the dead. The green nascent grass Teeming with expectant life Is squashed under my feet; I trample over the living. Yet unaware, I keep walking… And finally I reach it. The fragrance of the flower Along its breathtaking opulence Brim my senses with ecstasy… And in this spasm of uncontrollable bliss; Heedlessly I pluck it off!