The Wild Orchid In shadows deep where sunlight steals,
Among the ferns, a treasure shy,
An orchid blooms, and nature heals,
To touch the earth, its spirit fly.

Though lost in quiet, hidden space,
Its colors weave a story rare,
And paint the leaves with delicate grace,
As dreams unfold in fragrant air.

Each blossom tells a tale anew,
Of life that dares to bloom and thrive,
Abiding where the wild winds blew,
To find its place and stay alive.

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• A D Hope