Gulmohur Glory

The single Gulmohur bloomed in me
A garden-variety parental pride.
I looked at it and wondered what
Accident of soil, water, and scraped up dung
Had led to this everything-nice.

I pulled my phone to take a picture.
First, a closeup in Portrait Mode.
Click. Click. Click. Awesome.

Next, a wide shot against the sky:
A triumphant red on a whitewashed blue.
Click. Click. The focus blurred to furry brown.
The monkey plucked it, ate it, blurred away.

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