The Forgotten Flora

What happens to beauty when it's never seen?

The lotus blooms

Hidden and quiet in the shade of a willow tree.

The color brightens.

With adequate sunlight, the petals shine free.

The clouds pass.

Small patches of dim light don't harm the flower.

The day ends.

Darkness swallows more and more every hour.

The color fades.

Discouraged, the petals gravitate together.

The flora hides.

It's pride is lost like a forgotten love letter.

The beauty is for few eyes to notice

The hidden gem; the forbidden lotus.

Author's Note

What do you think of the dialogue and the punctuation? This is just a small work I thought of the other day.

Reviews

[emipoemi]

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Well done!