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what though there be a garden of flowers the essense of the whole distilled to but a drop the humble bee alights frozen in time and purpose sucking the nectar of its created heaven in the now in the here gridlocked

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 3/25/2018 11:00:00 PM

I like the word choice in this so much, especially humble bee, created heaven, and gridlocked. This one is fine writing, Karam.

Karam Misra
Date: 3/25/2018 11:20:00 PM

Thank you for your kind words, Caren

James Marshall Goff

Date: 3/25/2018 2:53:00 PM

Hi Karam...I love bees n' pollinators of every sort! Planting milkweed in my garden (10 × 15)for the first time! sounds like flower gardens are magical in India!

Karam Misra
Date: 3/25/2018 11:14:00 PM

Thank you for dropping by, James. Sadly the flowers and bees are slowly fading out. Was a time when flowers used to bloom everywhere and beesong buzzed in the fragrant air!

Harry Horsman

Date: 11/15/2017 3:55:00 PM

I too love this, your poem Karam.

Karam Misra
Date: 11/15/2017 8:20:00 PM

Thank you, Harry, for dropping by and appreciating.

Sunita U.D Palawon

Date: 8/19/2017 12:04:00 PM

Such beautiful imagery you've brought here! Keep it up! :) Sunita

Karam Misra
Date: 8/19/2017 12:31:00 PM

Thank you, Sunata.

Karam Misra
Date: 8/19/2017 12:31:00 PM

Sunita!