Standing bold and bright
before the woods,
a single yellow bloom…
the contrast stops my shadow;
what a story we’ve stumbled into!

The single yellow bloom
seems larger than the sun
when all alone beaming
against a backdrop
of humdrum.

No other bloom around, 
just towering matchstick pines;
the only flame, though, ignited 
from a heart of gold
cocooned inside

brave enough
to shine.

Poem and images ©LauraDenise