Uncertain humanity

So many flowers
Bloom land and water,
Yet no one can feed,
That scent comes naturally.
Some lose the fragrance,
After it dies,
Not the same for all.
Wonderful, that nature shows the human World,
Any where any time some die along with their name evaporating, few decimals alive,
Thought they leave physically.
Should one leave aside,
The duty bound by nature,
The lesson show fore,
Shouldn’t the human kind, follow that internally.

- E. N. Jayaratne