Looking down
Flower said to a stone
You have hardened
Even though rains falls on you too
But you have collected minerals
Become immobile and silent
Rather than
Soft, fertile and flexible
Why do you even stay here
Why do you resist the water
Stone listened silently
Said nothing
Days passed
So did many clouds
Sun never failed to shine
Moon visited every night
Reflecting moon light
On the face of stone
Stone sat there silently
In meditation
Night after Night
And then
One night
When
The flower was sleeping
Already tucked
In its petals
Stone answered :
" I stay here because
Your roots have made me yours
Its no longer about softness or hardness
Its all about supporting your stem,
every thing changes my sweet flower
but I stay here because of
Love in that space
between your soft skin
and my hard self
You would only be able to feel it
if destiny were ever to separate
the two of us"
Moon followed the moon light
And disappeared
Sun awakened the day
By kissing its lower lip
Flower opened up its petals
And said to stone
" I dreamt that you were singing to me
How foolish of me
You are just a silent stone
With out any emotions
No use to me "
©AK
Jan 6, 2014
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