a flower blooming in the dark
searching out that one spark
the light source of its soul
feeling its awakening
in burgeoning self awareness
overwhelmed by reason
shocked by its capriciousness
overjoyed in its own beauty
and fueled by its curiosity
trapped by seeming futility
unable to break free of the soil that gave it birth
it reaches to the sky
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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