Entering a New Kingdom

A single orange, dimpled skin, fragrant citrus aroma, green nib as a reminder of its life hanging from a tree, left in the center of the doily covered round table, neglected fruit, when turned over, reveals the speckles of white and forest green fungus rotting hiding on the far side of the fist-sized orb waiting to rotate into view exposing its demise and the decomposing transition from this world into the next at a microscopic level.