The One Chosen by the Moon
The rays from the sun hits the earth’s surface
Giving animals and plants heat, it is nature’s furnace.
Many strain to reach the desired light
But one flower finds it too bright.
The Casablanca Lily makes her appearance in the dark
The pale full moon is what ignites her spark.
Her pure white petals shine in the night sky
But during the day, she becomes shy.
The sun is punishing and unforgiving.
Its strict rules is not her way of living.
The sun would beat down on her
The torture method it would prefer.
But the Lily has fortitude and she persevered
She’s found her home the very next year.
With stars among her, she knew
That other flowers bloomed with her too.
The Lily illuminates at nightfall
She stands up, proud and tall.
Always in black tie affair
Surround by a majestic air
All knowing that she is exceptional.
Some think she is worthy of a festival
While many lust her sweet fragrance
She dances happily, and with elegance.
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