The weeds looked bedraggled in a solemn winter landscape,
beaten down by voracious winds,
sapped of energy by caustic cold
until the sun shone for an instant long enough,
and I bent with lens to get a little closer
and zoomed to erase her weed-companions.
And from the chaos of that weedy patch emerged
a dramatic apparition waving in a sunny breeze,
staunchly standing in a blanched terrain,
made beautiful by its singular independence.
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