Some Ikebana
With no thought
The visitor snapped a young
Rhododendron lively branch
And a gladiolus stalk
All for a measly flower arrangement!
Little did she realize
The original meaning of Ikebana or Kado
Isn’t it? Strange
It’s always easy to be
An average poet, floral arranger
Like the wordsmith, you
Can randomly collect a few
Twigs, tear off some helpless
Short lived lively blooms
From someone’s garden
And
Show off as a great arrangement
But
To be a real artist
Or even a nature lover
You got to be a Wordsworth
An Arudra, or Usha-Sri
Then if you reach the real
Pinnacle – then you wouldn’t
Even pinch a flower pedicel or petal
Not for Ikebana, not even for
A temple offering
Why spoil the beauty?
Why destroy life?
When we cannot truly
Create we must
Abide by the dictum
“Do no harm”
True beauty needs no embellishment
Rarely a man’s hand
Can match the nature’s nurturing
Gentle touch of creation
Rarely the sensitive tending
Master gardeners pluck
The lovely flowers –
By their throats
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