The Lost Princess
These flowers are beautiful;
Their petals are fragrant
They are nature's essence
To eyes, they can enchant
From where this beauty came?
There must have been a face:
Divinely fragrant breaths;
Which was then nature's grace
A princess, who was fair:
Loved fresh air and green leaves
The soil kissed her white feet
Beauty is faith: soul perceives
Who lost her existence
Her blood made roses red
Her breaths became the spring
And thus the beauty spread
March 25, 2022
Copyright © Nazim Zarsinner | Year Posted 2022
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