In a quiet grove where shadows creep, A lonely flower dares to weep, Petals soft a muted hue, A Whisper lost among the dew.
Dreaming of warmth beyond the shade, A longing in each fragile blade, waiting patiently, through the night, For dawn to break the somber light.
Then a gleam, a golden ray, Unveils the dawn, dispels decay, The flower turns with new found grace. Embracing sunlight's sweet embrace.
No longer lonely, no longer shy. It blooms beneath the endless sky. A beautiful soul reborn anew, Bathed in the sun's eternal hue.
"This Painting means so many things but when it comes right down to it. Freedom and self love are the basic messages that I am attempting with both ."Shannon Rios
