Flower Attack
Milling about the flower that feeds them, ants gravitate to the available nourishment, their need.
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Daisy of a kind on a sea of colour in the garden. A busy place for creatures of a size.
Nicotiana, the perfect flower of the – poisonous to some – tobacco plant.
Come to me, carefully, or feel my deadly kiss pierce the heart – or finger – of you.
Aromatic lavender, a little bit of heaven. Bee in the love of love, it’s a pleasure.
The gravity of a flower is its nectar, to the smaller bodies that are attracted, until the gravity or attraction changes …
Much like the things that come and go in our lives over time, people, situations and things …
The planets about the sun, the moons about the planets, the comets that burn in our sky.
Earth dust to starshine, we (I) pass this way.
Who am I?
© Mark Berkery ……. Click on those pictures for a closer look
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