The Most Beautiful Flower

One afternoon...

That park bench was empty when I was sitting there. Under a long and lush old branch of a willow tree. So free from life illusion that causes the forehead wrinkles, because the world intends to impose me.

And if it was not enough 'to disrupt my days',
A girl who was wheezing approached me, she was really tired after playing.
She was standing right in front of me with her head looking down.
And she said something in zeal,

"Look at what I've found!"
There was a flower in her hand, but it was so tragic,
The flower crown was dull. Maybe it was caused by lack of rainwater or sunlight.
I showed a wry smile and turned away,
Because I wanted her and the dead flower to go away.

However, she just sat down beside me instead.
And brought the flower to her nose and she shoutes in a manner which I thought was excessive.

"Smells wonderful and beautiful too. That's why I picked it and it is for you!"

I saw a wild flower in front of me either dying or dead. There were no brilliant colors either orange, yellow, or red. But I knew that I had to take it or she wouldn't go.

Then I reached the flower and I answered,
"This is what I need."

Instead of put the flower in my hand, but she held it to the top. I didn't know what the aim was.
Then, I realized that she couldn't see anything. She was blind.

I heard my voice was trembling, tears drowned and reflected the sun.
Time to thanked her because she had chosen the best.

"You're welcome,"

She said with a smile, and she continued playing.
Without realizing the impact her actions on me.
I sat and pondered the way she saw a woman who mused wearily under old willow.
How did she know that I'm upset?

Perhaps in her heart, she was blessed a true sight.
Through a girl's blind eyes, finally I could see something.
The world was not problematic, but myself was.
And during that time I owned blind,
Now, I swear 'to enjoy my life', and appreciate every second that I have.

Then, I brought the flower to my nose. And the smell was wonderful fragrance of red rose.
I smiled when I saw the same girl with another wild flower to change the life of an old man who had been struggling despair.