Florets In Frost

Amidst the emptiness, a bud blossomed in the winter
But those florets which burgeons in the winter seems niche
These flowers are those which thwarts in the snow and cold...
Their smell course the cold winter night
But no one saw their belle & felt their balm…
They stood as hope in the stormy blizzard
Aspiring that their essence be seen and revered”