The grass demon

Tall among the sky parallel stood the areca trees

a bit lower spotted the dewed spider weaved net

argiope hung in the middle waiting for the catch

weeds that we call under the shade of taro leaves

mating grass demons, did I disturbed their affair

found basking the morning sunlight in the garden

flying between the shades of green and foraging

nectar sucking with its long proboscis on trumpets

host curcuma longa foliage cut to take shelter in

the transparent green caterpillar munched along

spiced up by orangish turmeric under the Terra

the metamorphosis happening outside in tacitly

days passed I focused only on the Zingiberaceae

frass carrying beetle larva appeared on the longa

as the vinca Rosa bloom it emerged to feed on them

skipping around or darting it thrived along the fauna.