A green bud breathing in,

say welcome to your kin,

a promising prospect of evolution,

let it grow as it makes a revelation.

 

Opening up to the world surrounding,

potential no longer withholding,

a mechanism of nature working its magic,

as mesmerising as a smoldering wick.

 

Green gives way to different colors,

reaching out tenderly are vivid petals,

blooming beauty of no comparison,

wonder as your attention is put in prison.

 

A grand display of chromatic creation,

let your eyes fall upon it with elation,

bees gather pollen from its center,

still not enough, must spread further.

 

Life coming to an untimely end,

despite or perhaps because of vanity,

with only a single bumbling friend,

a messiah of a newly made legacy.

 

Now fully dried and completely wilted,

falls to the ground silently greeted,

a remnant of grandiose procreation,

becomes kindling for the next generation.