Elysian Bloom
Reflection
In the stillness, petals unfurl like whispers of the soul,
A dance of colors, a symphony of light and shadow's role.
The vase, a pedestal of elegance, holds the stems so fine,
A bouquet of life, where every bloom tells a story divine.
The red poppies stand like beacons of passion, bold and bright,
The yellow and white, a softer hue, a gentle, loving light.
The stems, like slender fingers, reach for the sky's embrace,
A celebration of beauty, a wondrous, fragile, floral space.
In this quiet moment, the flowers seem to breathe,
Their delicate forms, a testament to nature's artistry and sheen.
The shadows cast, a mysterious, dark, and velvet floor,
A backdrop for the beauty that blooms, and asks for more.
A fleeting glimpse of perfection, a moment's peace,
A still life that speaks to the heart, and the soul's release.