Gripping to the floor,
Entwined long fingers,
To make sure she doesn’t fall,
As she manoeuvres
Her way up.
A sparkle of silver gold,
Seen through the muddy haze.
Must get there…
Must get there…
Must reach
What seems like
Heaven.
Struggling.
Pushing,
Forcing
Her way
Through
The Dirt
And Filth
Of The
World.
She finally
Reaches the
Clean open abyss
And yawns, while she
Spreads out her large luxurious
Emerald wings.
Now she feels ready to display to the world her beauty and talent.
So she decides to open her bud and one by one arranges her pure pearl like petals,
And rests her fragile head on her thick and powerful jade leaves. She gazes up towards the clear sky and feels the satisfaction of her hard work.
