She stands in the dusk, with silhouette frail, As shadows of the night, set her beauty assail, Her petals once vibrant, lay tattered and worn, A testament to battles, her heart has forsworn.

Yet within the decay, a glimmer still remains, A flicker of hope, that her strength will regain, For even in sadness, in the depth of her plight, She will bloom once again, with the dawn's gentle light.

Artist/Poet: Anna van Tassell Dimensions: 12288 x 8192 px Medium: Mixed Media

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