Amidst all the chaos, it stood still, a green bunch of hope
His sanguine eyes counted days for the emerald beauty to unravel its ruby rays.
His anxious thoughts sent whispers of encouragement into the lush,
Wishful thinking was reciprocated with the first glimpse of the budding blush.
The warmth in his smile nurtured the crimson surge,
On May Day, it bloomed in all its glory, a huge red globe of floral splurge.
Thousands of miles away, I saw this miracle on a palm sized screen,
I zoomed, and zoomed more, seeking to admire the arrangement of this tiny discipline,
But all I saw was his affection and devotion, flourishing through a radiating sphere of elegance,
Off I went on a journey, cherishing that affection,that fondness and his purest form of benevolence.
