Desert Flower

Deep in the desert, where no one can see

There is a lonely flower that blooms uneasily

Surrounded by the sweltering sea

It longs to be free

And blossom in a place of sanctuary

The days are hot and the nights are cold

The harsh wind batters it with ruthlessness untold

But its beauty stays true

It surrenders not its hue

Because the promise of rain makes it bold

It's been trampled and discarded, like a weed in the wastes

But to move it now would be in poor taste

It has learned to survive

In a desert so dry

Its roots are here, in this unforgiving place

Once there were others, in a little patch so beautiful

But they were taken away; uprooted by some fool

So only the little flower remains

But its life is not in vain

Because one day it could be taken too

But alas that day has not yet arrived

Until then the flower will abide by the sands of time

It appreciates what it has

Because the desert is not so bad

When the flower catches the eye of a passerby

Those who see true beauty stop and stare

They wonder how others could just discard a flower with beauty so rare

They long to pluck it out

But know without a doubt

That a desert without this flower would surely be bare

So it lives on, braving the sands

It inspires me as it stays strong in this barren land

If it can survive

Where all else has died

Its beauty will last forever, as long as it believes it can