Inner workings

Brilliant and bright like a gem glistening in the summer sun.

Hidden inside, exposed to those true to their word,

The inner workings a prize to those willing to wait.

Why doth this flower wilt in the moonlight?

Sadness crisp to the interior, a melting of ambitions hidden away from the world.

Speak true words, for I have found thy meaning.

Experiencing its beauty, exposing its daunting reality.

Look forward to tomorrow for I have seen today.

© The Wordy Witch

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