The dancing flower

It was all the matter of time,
when a flower used to dance in sunshine,
singing the chants of blessed shower,
it thought of dancing forever..

It was all the matter of time,
when the flower thought whole world is mine,
Colors defining its life,
how rudely he ignored the white

It was all the matter of time,
when the blow came from his master divine,
The flower was still in awkward fight,
he had trusted his masters sight

It’s still the matter of time,
the flower left all alone,
his colors are now tints and shades,
holding the truth forever in blades

It’s still the matter of time,
when the flower will rise again,
waiting for the spring his strength in bargain,
testing his spirit for new life line,
Its still the matter of time

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