Life is in fusion

Flowers plucked, branches cut,
A tree is not dead.
Pollens dead and ovules dead,
No life is lost.
Pollen and ovule fuse to zygote
And in zygote’s death
Is the real death.
Sperms and ova have no death.
20.08.2005

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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