AWAKENED BEAUTY

The forest lily lives on her own, Grows on her own, weathering life's throne. She's faced harsh weather, wild beasts' might, Her existence a struggle, a constant fight. Her expectation: to live, die beautiful and young, A fleeting life, where suffering's her song. Then comes the wildflorist, with love in his heart, Conveying care, valuing her beauty, a brand new start. The forest lily resists, scared and unsure, What do these lovely gestures mean, this love so pure? For her, the forest is home, suffering her life's refrain, But the florist's love and care, a new language to obtain. He waits, nurtures her, as time passes, she grows, Recognizing her worth, the power to be loved, to glow. She learns to be valuable, cared for, and nurtured too, A transformation unfolds, as love and care shine through. Though she can grow on her own, wild and free, The florist's patience and understanding bring serenity. His selfless love, a soothing balm to her soul, A gentle reminder that she's valued, making her whole. With every gentle touch, every nurturing deed, The forest lily's heart begins to plant a seed. A seed of trust, of love, of hope, and peaceful rest, A sense of belonging, in the fl