Pink Flower in the Garden

Pink flower in the garden,

Pink as rose and white as snow,

The leaves as green as matcha tea,

The fragrant scent does blow,

A beauty for the ages,

Tale as old as time gone by,

The magic mirror hastens,

Have you yet to learn to fly?

A spiral like the wheel of time,

A blooming from within,

Do fractals take their final bow,

Or do they now begin?

For is it now beginning?

Or are endings truly near,

Let pink and white kissed petals,

Be your answer now sincere.

-Pamela Storch