The Proud Violet
The Proud Violet
My journey through cold
Darkened matter hastened me
To rise and find the sun,
That radiant paradise,
That warm hand that
Stretches through eternity,
Born from ancient visions and
Kept alive through its
Perennial plan
My simple, familiar body
Brags about how I
Can soften hearts and
Adorn empty spaces
My evolving, complex network
Explains how Mother Nature
Is a silent genius that can
Rejuvenate itself as it
Passes through time
Even though I am little
I am an offspring of
Nature’s perpetual stability
As featured in "Long Story Short" magazine
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