Wildflower With No Name! Poem by Maruji Love

Far enough from the reality of existence,
Alone thee grows happy seeing sunlight everyday.
As rain falls thee calls it blessing from heaven.
Few learned thee appreciate too bounty.
Morning to night time thee looks upon the sky.
Thee loves to stare thing glowing at the dark sky.


Thousands of days past, thee learned to wonder.
Learned many things and starts to grow bigger.
Leaves and branches are harder and thicker.
As wind, heavy rains and even storm strikes,
thee wounded and thee cries, but still stand.
Thee don't know why. But thee holds.


With a bright day, big storm came unexpectedly.
Fears surround and noise everywhere.
Thee branches break, leaves fallen and its so dim.
Roots thee had no damage but had terrible pain.
Thee stood, close thee eyes and thee prays.
Thee holds until storms passes thee way.


Next day; after the big storm, Thee awakes.
With the sharp rays came from the sun,
Pain...thee alone cries aloud for help.
Little birds come and dig-up thee branches.
Give thee water and sing thee not to surrender.
Thee got strength and fight again.


Thee have been brave and thankful for everything.
Thee find friends and thee is happy.
But thee were sometimes scared and hopeless.
Thee got nothing to be proud and thee is small.
One day, thee saw beautiful butterfly at nearby.
Often it only flies far from thee each day.


For thee keeps wondering why, thee found out!
Flowers...oh but thee had nothing even one.
Thee wishes everyday to find flower at thee branch.
Every night thee talks with the stars and hoping it heard.
Every night thee watches that glowing objects above.
Until thee didn't notice, thee was so into the certain star.



Each day, thee face the world with full of inspiration.
Do nothing except to be the best in every way.
For thee believes, thee can reach the star.
Thee blooms, branches become stronger. Leaves are greener.
One day thee realizes, thee had flowers and fragrance.
There are colorful butterfly flying beside thee.


Thee is too happy to see changes oneself.
But thee longs that the star could notice from far.
Every night thee wondered for same star.
Though its impossible, thee wishes to reach it.
Thee promise, thee stays a wild flower with no name.
Until the star fall and give thee name!