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The Mormon

  • realradhikaibr
  • Feb 6, 2025
  • 1 min read

Buzz around the murraya paniculata

scenting bloom in white gave a sense

settled on the rusted iron strut the moth

camouflaged as bird dropping I found

the caterpillar of the papilio Mormon

polygamist of the intrinsic fly afloat

mating in flight, the blue sky backdrop

Romulus laying eggs on the curry leaf

munching the leaves it turn into green

with every day it prepare to settled as pupa

lying in silence for the metamorphosis

exacting scenes that makes the daily life

marking that ignite me to paint my canvas

weavers so exact, we only fail to plant

savoring my curry scented by the leaves

it smell distinguish as I know the twine.

 
 
 

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