Today I Picked Plumerias (3/10/14)

Today I picked Plumerias

for an hour

maybe a little longer

one by one

I dropped them into the wicker basket

and of the roughly one thousand I picked

all were beautiful and smelled of paradise

and the whole process was peaceful.

Yes, they were all beautiful

but none were unique

that is,

at least none spoke to me…

until one did.

I left with a basket full of plumerias

and the one, lone pink one

I held that one in my hand

and i smelled it

and sat admiring it’s beauty

but as i continued to hold it

it began to wilt.

What had made me smile

and breathe deep it’s aroma

now brought me to tears

as I dwelt on it’s mortality

and as soon as I got home

I placed the pink plumeria in water,

but that didn’t help.

So I sit here now

listening to the second hand

tick today away

watching as,

what this morning was a beautiful flower

now slowly withers and dies

and I’m left wondering

why it is that I destroy

everything of beauty that I touch,

wondering why I couldn’t have

just dropped the plumeria into the basket

with all the rest

allowing it to fulfill it’s destiny,

being sewn by skilled hands

into a beautiful lei.

Yes, today I picked plumerias

and I don’t know why

I couldn’t leave the pink one alone…

well, or the rest of them

for that matter…

If you have to kill

something so beautiful

to enjoy it’s beauty,

it’s not worth it.

Yes, today I picked plumerias

but from now on,

I will leave them to the bees

and admire their beauty

as I walk on by.

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