Every flower begins as a solitary blossom.
It doesn't know that the sun is peaking around a mountain or curtained by the clouds,
It only knows that the warmth it felt has momentarily left the world,
But what day has gone completely without sun?
What moment has not been affected by the events of the day?
Even the moon is a reflection of what eventually must return,
And with that return the blossom will overcome the hardships,
That blossom will soon become the umbrella for its comrads.
It will show the way and in all its wisdom,
Convince the naive that the sun will return.
Only the solitary blossom may ever become the flower.
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so true, everything has to start somewhere. but just because it's very small in it's beginnings doesn't mean that it can't bloom into something big and beautiful. the smallest things usually have the most potential.
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