01/10/2024
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In a forest vast and wide,
Where shadows danced and trees presided,
A single flower bloomed with grace,
Unaccompanied, yet radiant in its place.
It stood alone, untethered and free,
A beacon of beauty, for all to see,
Its petals delicate, its scent so sweet,
A solitary gem, at nature's feet.
No cluster of blossoms to share its fame,
No verdant neighbors to whisper its name,
Yet, in isolation, it shone so bright,
A resilient spirit, in the silent night.
Its beauty was not diminished by solitude,
But amplified, like a soloist's crude,
For in the stillness, its voice was clear,
A gentle whisper, that only nature could hear.
This lone flower, a symbol of might,
Rose above the crowd, in quiet light,
A testament to the power of one,
To bloom, to thrive, and have fun.
(FNG)
