Blossoming

The flower drooped with sadness,
blossoms limp,
withering within,
the cold freezing,
the outside a glaze upon the pollen,
a shimmer of light,
the frost becomes moist,
the earth begins to warm,
the growth of the flower in the starting process,
a slow stretch,
a lean towards the light,
each feed of light allows the flower to no longer feel sad,
excitement builds with every stretch,
the movements so gentle as beauty arises,
the yawn of pollen sprinkling across the petals,
all can see the transformation,
very few decline the light,
its strong glow smiling as its full blossom is free to bask in happiness....