There I was, floating in an endless field of orchids.
Their symphony of colors harmonized their exotic smells,
contributing peace and serenity to the world.
Suddenly I felt alone.
Is there no special orchid just for me in this entire field?
I intensified my attention on this feeling, trying to find my one and only orchid.
Slowly the wind started to blow, making the orchids bowing with respect.
Only one little orchid remained, standing tall, watching me with its humble eyes.
I danced toward it, trying to meld with its being.
Its unique smell intoxicated me, its matchless colors caressed my eyes,
and its whole being gifted me with the feeling of being wildly alive.
I extended my hand to pick it up; I wanted it to be only mine.
The little orchid gazed into my eyes and whispered in my ears:
“I'm a free spirit; I'm not for you to have. You might forget,
but we met before and we will meet again.”
I stood up and my heart filled with its pure love.
“It was nice meeting you one more time and till we meet again,
you have my love, gratitude and appreciation,” I said.
I waved goodbye and continued my journey,
knowing that somewhere out there in an amazing field,
there will always be one little orchid cherishing me.
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This is really beautiful poem-I hope that you will encounter many people in your life that will make you feel and experience life this way.
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