Given such luster,
From the very edge
To the inner core,
Bright zealous zest
To subtle softness,
Dichotomy pure.
Such floral
Beauties, accepted
In awe.
Why then
Do I, fight
My diversities galore?
Maker the same
From me to
My eden of flora.
Then let me too
Accept
My changing form
And turbulent times,
Staying true
As the flower to its
Fragrance, and I
To my inner Divine.
rhythmandthedancer 
This is awesome poetry. Loved this.
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Thank you.. Really appreciate your feedback on this one.. I’ve been holding onto it for a while being uncertain, though it came so clearly to me on a day of gardening..
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Beautiful!
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Thank you your comments are much appreciated ..
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Exquisitely written!
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