She opens up, stretches and blooms as the sun comes up. It's the dawn of a new day. The dew feels refreshing on her delicate petals. The sun's rays revitalize her stem. Her whole being is renewed. She is lovely. Yet she is still fragile.
She goes about her daily business engaging in photosynthesis, producing pollen, embracing the light wind as it caresses her leaves. She is surrounded by her fellow neighbouring plants, but even still, she is vulnerable. A subtle, low buzzing sound is heard as a small black and yellow stranger crosses paths with her. He lingers and finally lands on her. Though shy and skeptical at first, she decides that he is of no threat and allows him to grace her with his presence. Once he's collected his pollen he leaves.
But he returns to her a few times more. Her strong scent is alluring to him. His gentle touch eventually becomes comforting and she welcomes him with happy wide open petals. His furry, meticulously diligent legs tickle her. She feels beautiful and desirable. She looks forward to his coming visits, enjoys sharing her nectar, takes pleasure in his company. A silent harmony and unity develops between the two. That is until one day, the unexpected occurs. He stings her. Shocked, confused and hurt, she automatically curls in, closes up and tilts downward. Luminosity she once displayed, drains away.
Months pass and she decides her wallowing time is done. The cool generous rain and the sun's continuous merciful warmth supply her with the strength she needs to move on and blossom once again. One morning, she wakes and finds her fellow neighbours and friends which she once turned away from have leaned closer to her. Their stems lift her high and support her once withering body. They whisper and sing sweet, encouraging melodies. She smiles and for the first time in months, she truly feels alive again.
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