I traveled off my usual path one day
There I saw a plant with but one blossom
I smelled that blossom - it was sweet
Every day I found myself walking by that blossom
even though it was far from my path
I came to love this blossom
I found myself caring for this blossom -
it shared its affection in its beauty
A thought came to mind - pick the blossom, but then it would die.
Much consideration went into the decision -
take it for myself, or share it...
Then I realized how special this blossom was
It was one of a kind, special in many ways,
also protective of its beauty
Today I traveled off my usual path
I saw a plant with but one blossom
No - I didn't pick the blossom
For it gave too much to me as it was
