GRACE

Sculpted Grace
From sculpted stems, a testament to grace,
Two perfect buds, in their appointed place.
Like verdant jewels, on velvet stalks they rest,
A whispered promise, beautifully expressed.
No clumsy rush, but patient, slow design,
On elegant projections, divinely fine.
Each tiny curve, a masterpiece of art,
The silent beating of a hopeful heart.
Then, softly yielding to the sun's warm kiss,
They part their veils, in quiet, budding bliss.
A fleeting moment, fragile and profound,
Where nascent beauty gently can be found.