An Ode to Epiphyllum
Intriguing flowers in exotic lands, planted next to a garden pond, Under the lonely moon, put forth frost-like stamens and pistils. Fragrance perfuming dewdrops, floral shadow reflects faint moonlight, Withering in one night, faded blossom saddens eyes. With snow-like purity, unwilling to vie with floral beauties, She left the earth obscurely, returning to the cosmos. […]