In Time


She stood in the garden,

the potential

for beauty  surrounding her…

Each new bud a promise,

Every chrysalis

holding the kind of magic

that cannot be forced

to show itself

too soon…

So she stepped quietly away

from all of it,

hands to heart,

she closed her eyes

and smiled as she waited

for the blooming.

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