She Embodies A Flower in A Drought

The seeds buried, dried and shrivled 

Water overpourn with hopeful eyes 

The sun rises, the moon sets 

Through it all she grows 

While feeble with her first steps, 

Now sprinting across the seas 

Shouting bliss towards strangers 

With glee to free the world 

She tumbles down cliffs, 

She is crushed by boulders, 

She breaks and breaks again 

She is lost.

Looking back at her roots, 

Replanting her bruised seeds, 

Nourishing by day and night, 

She glows bright and strong 

From broken seeds to blissful words 

From feeble steps to sprints, 

Through falls and triumph

She glows up through it all