In the hush of dawn's first light,
A purple bloom unfolds its might.
Soft as whispers, bold as dreams,
Bathed in sunlight's golden beams.
Petals kissed with twilight's hue,
Stories of the night they strew.
In their grace, the secrets lie,
Of a star-strewn, velvet sky.
Gentle fragrance, faint and sweet,
Dances on the breeze, discreet.
Nature's brush with colors grand,
Paints a flower in the sand.
In its presence, calm and still,
Echoes of the world it fills.
A purple flower, rare and bright,
Blooms in the embrace of light.