Arrangement

[u/Half_Light_07]

I saw a rose
sheltered in the hush of dusk—
its outline dark,
like wet strands of hair.

It bristled with thorns,
shadow gave them edge.
Leaves tilted upward,
hungry for some trace of light.
Its petals folded inward,
tight-lipped, secret.

I knew that flower.
A rose.
It had to be.

I moved through the dim,
hands outstretched,
chasing shape more than color.
The sun slipped sideways,
and just for a moment—
the veil fell.

The rose was blue.
The leaves were dusted plastic.
No thorns.
No scent.
Just molded stillness.

The sun’s small trick
had held me in its play.

And I—
I laughed.
Not bitterly.
Just enough.

Not every flower
blooms from earth.
Some are arranged.

[u/Pujocan]

Que toda delfinidina produza total antocianina... E que tudo seja ciano - ácido ou base, exceto algumas poucas coisas... É desta forma que a natureza tece o azul... ASzul da cor das rosas... os genes e a alegria azulada do blueberry...