The flower who refused to bloom

She was a flower who refused to bloom, 

Beautiful yet unassuming. 

Many had wanted to touch her, 

But she pricked them with her thorns. 

At times when the rays of sunlight would touch her, 

She would raise her face to the sun. 

And I swear- 

Even the skies would cry at her beauty

Begging her to slowly bloom.

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[alifeacoustic]

True beauty amazes us, and nature cries at its purity. A very beautiful tale, beautifully told.