Parable of the frangipani

/ johnlmalone

That tall,

leafless

stick of a plant

I thought needed water

I tended each morning

the constant gardener

till the real gardener came back from leave

and told me it was dead

slicing a stalk to show me

it was hollow as a straw.

All this time I lavished my love on this plant

and had killed it

& I couldn’t help but see

the seeds of a parable here

one that Jesus or Buddha could have touched on.

It just needed cultivating, that’s all.

30 thoughts on “Parable of the frangipani”

  6. Sad..once I brought a rose home and was excited about raising it, but got too excited and watered it too often. In a week or so,the plant pot had been flooded and the rose died…🥺
    But nicely written! 😀

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