Today
a flower was picked
a shade of royal elegance
purple in it's many petaled spiral.
Its precious enchantment
had to be held
had to be hid to preserve and protect.  

But every time it  
came out of the pocket
to radiate its beauty,
the petrels frayed
the colors fade
until it fell apart
when hardly anyone had seen it.
Hardly anyone had felt its radiant love.  

And one wonders if  
it would have been better  
to leave it growing in the ground...