UNRAVELLING LIFE

On a cold morning,

Where even whispers smoked Puffs of vapor,

Misting the air,

A bud rose from its Stalk ,

Tightly packed petals,

Sealed with Instructions from the roots below,

"Open with care "!Shivering in the cold,

 Misty morning,

She slowly dared to Breathe!

A stirring inside her ,

Decided to begin  opening the petals !

The foliage around her 

Waited with bated breath!

Very slowly ,

Miss Bud awoke,

Stretching cautiously,

Yawning !The petals opened With precision,

Patterned to Perfection,

Like a mathematical equation!

Color smudges ,

Shading from dark to lighter hues,

was a work of art! 

Every petal had its place ,

Every sign of grace! The Master smiled,

You did not expect that? Did you?

Symmetry and beauty ,

Are My thing!

Knowingly nodding ,

I replied,

"You have tested my lack of mathematical,

symmetry! "Unfazed ,

He gently winked. 

"To continue,

" He said ,

Like the petals ,

Tightly placed ,

They encase,

Me

At the core ,

A Little hard to reach ,

I won't preach ,

But if you let Nature take its course ,

You don't need A discourse,

On how to reach Me! 

Everyone comes with "Instructions -To " open with care "

Just dare To follow it And see!