If the scorching Sun casts its glare at you,
I’ll take you in my shade, Young One.
I’ll pamper, I’ll pray.
For every single ray of Sun,
That grazes your gentle skin,
My tear drop will roll down
And suck the heat away.
Under my wings you’ll breathe, Young One.
Until you grow,
Until you bloom,
Until you fly away.
(This picture was taken at a place called Shiva Samudram near Bangalore. The plant is called Lantana and consists of flowers made up of red, blue, orange, pink and yellow florets . The placement of the flowers and the buds in this picture makes me think that a group of “grown up flowers” are protecting their young ones which are still in the bud stage.)
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