Moonflowers In Mountains Poem by Warren R Abbott Jr

High on the mountain and deep in the crag
Exotic undiscovered flowers grow of which magicians brag
Moonflowers they call them with colors oh so rare
Impossible to find them unless you really care

With rare uncanny vision few eyes pierce the dark
In the midnight of winter their beauty to mark
While many a folk lay bundled asleep
Their blossoms and fragrance only darkness doth reap

Entreated by silvery rays of nocturnal light
The delicate petals open like wings on their flight
Once captured by vision your heart they ensnare
For their unseen beauty you are eternally aware

Then many a moonflower you seek out its glow
To fill your heart with a love many don't know
For only through climbing rough rocks in the night
Can such priceless beauty fill your heart with its light

And so with people who bloom rather late
Undiscovered by seekers their beauty doth wait
Some magical seeker will climb blackened morn
Deep into a soul where discovery is born

Enchantment will weave its spell on their heart
By finding moonpeople hid in the dark
Such glorious light be yours IF YOU SEEK
Moonflowers in Mountains it takes just a peek.