Glowing Fruit Poem by Mubeen Sadhika

the sun was as bright as
it was on any other day
the plants in the garden
were lethargic and
was showing fatigue
the one small little
fauna had something
uncommon to get noticed
a bright white nascent
flower bud turning
into a ripened plum
which had a smell
and bloom that was
unimaginable and
had a unique shine
it could be a gem
or a diamond growing
in a plant not to be
touched or plucked
reincarnation of a
stone on a tree
with a blend of
animate and inanimate
nature with a
universal creation
not yet deciphered