The Orchid

You remind me of the orchid who refuses to expose its flower to me
A reminder of something I cannot worship
A pious person who can never know his God

I do not doubt its beauty
I can never fully fathom its complexity
I marvel at its simplicity
Naturally beautiful without effort
Memorable without being ostentatious

Unbeknownst to the orchid
It is appreciated by all
Only spoken in the company of good words
Confident
Unique
An enigma in this modern age

How I wish to see this orchid flower
Not to force it to bud too soon
But to help it blossom
Into the spectacular flower it is destined to be
(Don't be afraid to flower)

But I fear you may not need me
Maybe I am a hindrance
I sincerely hope not

But it is not the only thing I can sincerely hope for
I hope the orchid flowers
Even if I am not there to see it
And I would like to think
That I helped it blossom

And so I leave
Pitying the poor man who passes this orchid
Without recognising the beauty within

And one day
Just one day
I hope to encounter this orchid again

A glance
A momentary connection
A speck in the existence of time
To see the orchid in full bloom

And even if this orchid fails to remember this travel weary face
I will take delight in knowing
That it did flower
And fulfil its destiny