It's here, prepared or not –
A single flower.
Dozens of breathtaking, intricate pink-orange petals reach for the sun.
Newly bloomed, plump seeds, crisp leaves, overflowing with rich chlorophyll
A diamond in the ruff, devouring attention, a beauty beyond compare.
It is young, yet it has visitors,
Fuzzy bumblebees and graceful cultivated butterflies.
Oh, but it now has seen enough moons
Everything, however beautiful, must end.
And now – the time has come.
Posted in response to the challenge Here.
I'm deeply, truly, purely
happy
It cannot be described. Not exactly. But it feels like this.
It's as if all my life, I've been down somewhere dark, somewhere which I had grown accustomed.
I balance on the ledge of my window, up 31 floors, back pressed firmly against the side.
Sometimes, I will look below, and watch.
And sometimes, it helps.
The fluttering leaves that were once so lush and green and captivating and sang in the breeze,
Now, they are gold,
Wispy flakes nestled in among the reds and oranges,
Comments
I love your take on this challenge! "Oh, but it now has seen enough moons // Everything, however beautiful, must end." Ahh, haunting but lovely! I suppose all beauty in the natural world is evanescent, isn't it? Something fall does a good job of reminding us of. Art, poetry, at least, are everlasting...
Thank you so much!! <3 You have a beautiful way of describing :)
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