Blossom

A blossom in a desert stranded and alone

Lost and forlorn amidst the sand and stone

It’s quivering petals stretching towards the skies

It’s roots digging for ever deeper for water, over and over it tries

As bleak as it looks and as forsaken as it seems

The small fading blossom achieves its dreams

As slowly yet surely it’s strength continues to grow

It’s sustenance found and with it she begins to sow

Her petals unfurl revealing an intoxicating aroma

A queen among flowers and ruler of flora

Her lips soft and silken to the brazen naked touch

Never before a blossom so pure had been witnessed as such

Overcoming all her tribulations and inhospitable environment

Those bitter days now just a memory remnant

To drop her seeds and allow them to join her

The sand and stone around her begins to blur

Where once there was death and no sign of life

Where there was only pain, suffering and strife

Now grows a bountiful garden all evergreen

Filled with blossoms and their beautiful white sheen