A Flower ( Poem )

                                                                                                                   Poem
                                      A Flower

   We have  come to realize that when the longing darkness comes upon us, magic happens.  For seeing something so small and growing out of the soil seems magical. The green makes you think that it is full of life and is willing to keep on stretching itself to become something so much better. The soil is filled with much mystery that is helping this life to grow.
   Darkness falls upon this tiny growth as it relaxes for the bright yellow and earth warming sun to come again. As the light is approaching the growth, you can tell that something has happened. The very small life had stretched out looking like a small dark green stem. Not only did it look like it had stretched out, but there are two really dark brown points sticking out. They look to be uneven from each other. All this while it was relaxing in the mysterious night.
   After soaking in the bright yellow sun for most of the day, the air is starting to get cooler with a slight breeze. Clouds are starting to cover the sky as to making the night time come earlier. With a slight breeze still, you can feel little raindrops now and then.
   As it becomes total black out once again, it is starting to rain a little harder and the slight breeze is still blowing. The dark brown soil is getting hit by falling raindrops by which is also getting scattered by every hit. A raindrop hit the top of the dark green stem and made it bend over to touch the ground, and with much surprise, it stood back up. This whole process repeated itself through out the total black out.
   The color was much different this morning. Instead of the heart warming brightness, there was a very large and round, pink colored sun coming up. There were even white clouds on the ground. It was chillier than when the bright yellow sun rose.
   With such astonishment, the now emerald green looking stem had changed again. The stem was not small but very tall. Not only was it tall, but had a bumpy shaped marble right on top of itself. The dark brown points are now light brown and very sharp thorns.
   Halfway through the cool pink morning, you can see the white clouds go back up into the blue sky. It is amazing watching the sun turn back to yellow again. The dark brown wet soil turning to light brown because of the sun’s heat. The whole plant is now taking in the heat and something is happening to the bumpy marble. It has started to crack and you can see the color of purple in them.
   Once again, you can see the sun falling from the sky, and the cool calming night coming. This is the mystical time that we cannot see what the plant is doing. It gives you the longing sense for daylight again. Well, it is becoming that time. Time for the great magic to be shown and welcomed.
   Could it really be? The heart felt warmth and brightness was making its approach. The light now shining down on the much more impressive plant. The cuts into the marble were bigger now. You really see the purple but they look like satin bed sheets. As more time elapses and the big yellow sun rises, giving off more heat, some kind of big bright yellow sun magic happens. The purple bumpy marble EXPLODES !!!!!! There is no more bumpy marble !!!!!!
   And there it was, the biggest, magical moment of all. This taller than tall, dark green stem was with very large sharp pointed thorns and stood extremely strong. On the top was this large purple, satin sheet, tea cup looking rose.