serendipitous bloom

as the first trace of light lazily
descended from mountain peak
weaving through the
intertwined branches,
the creek began to glow with sunrise,
illuminating
a single lotus petal
wandering downstream,
flitting in and out of the sunbeams that cut through the morning grey.

guided by a sweetly-tinged breeze,
the petal veered slightly
towards me,
and with the current's efforts, i found it afloat, still, on the edges of the bank before me.

so gently,
i retrieved it from the flowing stream
and held it up to the golden rays where the dew glistened against the soft pink glow, and i could not help but smile at the sight of such
fortuitious beauty.