Dheera's Workshop of Whimsy

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Posted on April 11, 2009 at 3:09 PM

She stretched her arms and awoke, shaking the dew drops from her lids. The sun brightened and warmed the day. The bees got busy, the breeze fanned the leaves in the trees. There was a lot to do. Many tasks to perform, many roles to play. She spread her perfume in the air, her smile reached far and wide bestowing comfort. Waves of love emanated from her being. She soothed, healed and comforted.

 

But the air changed all too soon. The sky darkened and lowered. Thunder growled like a captured beast.  A gale chased away the gentle breeze. The rain drops fell like shrapnel hurting her face, scratching the smile from it. Her nectar fell in sad tear drops. The rain came harsh and punishing. The flower laid down her head and quietly died.

 

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