THE INVERTED FLOWER POT

The inverted flower pot Reminds me of the rose that bloomed In its rich secure crevice Emanating a fragrance that fascinated The dangerous bees   It reminds me that my skin Was tanned in my mother’s womb Basking in the sunlight of her love   The dragonflies sometimes still Forget, and sit here On its inverted moss blanketed exterior   My fingers will never be … Continue reading THE INVERTED FLOWER POT

IN MY SEARCH FOR WISDOM

In my search for wisdom, I have learnt two things. The first, that I am not wise and the second that wisdom can be found in the most unlikely of places and moments. Maybe this is what a banyan tree learns when it finds itself uprooted by a storm. Spending its life fabled for its strength and proliferation, it finds wisdom lying oblique amongst its … Continue reading IN MY SEARCH FOR WISDOM