A goddess or a whirlwind came
Froliced amongst the flowers seen
Little curiosity bloomed so bright
How could she resist its desire for light
The goddess or the whirlwind thrilled
Amongst so many heliotrophic blooms
There, she pointed, you are ancient named
A treasure from Egypt's greatest days
Over there she pointed with a skip
You beautiful pose from a heart broken
Gathered to her she picked and chose
Until her bouquet was rare and large
What came to Earth never left her grip
She holds you with tenderness
While you fragrance the world as you wish
As well throughout the Omniverses' reach
But alas, the garden calls
Where bouquets must return
To teach and set free the beautiful seeds
That they too may come to be
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