Monday, January 19th, 2009
a small silent flower
up at it’s full bloom
a grandness of beauty
it will so assume
one can’t help but stop
to give at it a gaze
your mind filled with wonder
your heart is ablaze
rent just at the thought
each time you pass by
since one cannot touch
since one cannot try
i guess i’ll just look
enthralled in my place
charmed by its full beauty
and silence and grace
