while it lasts

Is there something more to mehendi than what meets the eye? Are untold tales woven into its intricate patterns? Is it a secret language, a signal, a symbol, a silent reaching out like the quilts made by people escaping slavery? That just sounds too far-fetched.

What is it then about the mehendi that rustles memory, teases emotions and sends a song to your tongue , even whan you know that it cannot last for long? Is it just another way to love this earth and all it holds before everything fades away? All i can be sure of is that while it lasts i'm in love with red red mehendi.