The Transformation

She was hidden inside,
from the world outside,
forbidden to sway.
The wonder, the hope,
in their brightest robe,
would take the darkness away.

That symphony, that unusual rhyme,
Oh its time, its time,
it’s the clock ticking.
Her adventure would begin,
with the coming hour,
when she’ll outgrow as a flower.

“Adventure of a bud begins when it becomes a flower.”

Published by dreamingkaleido

I am a Doctor, an enthusiast Writer, a Blogger and a Mommy Blogger I believe Writing can take to places unimaginable. It's mostly around and within me which inspires me to write. Philosophy interests me.

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