Power of a Flower
The power of a flower
long ago a seed was planted at the shore of a sea of men,
the days were long before the sprout showed for the very first time,
it was a lovely leave bud on a tender stem, learning how to rise
from the Earth it was once protected in;
as time crossed the sky in the shadow of the sun,
Its stem became broader, and roots became deeper,
acquiring much more than it once did before.
A gasp of nature,
what will it be?
a rose or a apple tree,
no one knows till
Its flowers bloom
from buds as tiny
as speckles
the power of a flower,
frail but radiant,
speaks of who you are,
reeasing a unique scent of personality .
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