The Only Flower In Valley

Poul Lüdwiger

10 Oct 2025 — 1 min read

This valley is so big
as if it has no end
full of green grass,
every blade of grass is the same.

I am a colorful flower
in all that greenery,
I rise upright as the Sun
bathes me in its radiance.

My beauty is in vain,
all the shine and fragrance I have,
there's no one to pick me up-
to feel special.

Now my beauty has come to an end
The Sun has lost its shine,
I will perish alone
In the place where I sprang-
In the place where I will wither.

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