Passion fruit

In the hallowed and blessed surrounding,
Climbing, clinging, tendril founding,
Planted in memories of our past, absconding.

Passiflora edulis

The fruit it yield is so fragrant and sweet,
Inhaling the smell, intoxicating treat,
Drinking the juice, at the Passion's meet.

Passion fruit

#picture credit: Ms. Padmavati Pandey

#link for taxonomic detail: 

http://bioweb.uwlax.edu/bio203/s2012/bauer_bail/classification.htm

http://link.springer.com/article/10.2165/01197065-200401030-00005#page-2

Matter of fact

States of matter and our lives..

I thought it was sand,

As I hold in my hand;

But it slipped through my finger gaps,

Liquid it was perhaps !!

And then the journey began,

To the unknown land;

Through the hills, forest, plain,

With the crowd which always sustain !!

Lo, I tried to hold it again,

But the crystals metamorphosed-

Into sparkling glow,

Fire it was, with a shiny flow !!