Welcome to kalai's world of poetic fantasy!

True love comes quietly, without banners or flashing lights

We can do no great things; only small things with great love.- Mother Teresa

Amidst the chirping sparrows
Listening to the music of early dawn
Slowly I unfurl my velvet like petals.
One by one I stretch them and
Slowly spread the perfume afar!
Inviting bees to have their fill
Morning air carries it far way!
Cranky legs of bees tinkle my anthers
Letting pollen fly into the air!
Air lifted the pollen finds a place
Among the petals of a nearby flower!
Stealthily it reaches the stigma
Then starts the journey down the way!
Movements make it
A moment - embedded in a chamber of love.

  
One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: that word is love. Sophocles