One Sacred Flower (Poem)

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Withering near the willows was the final sacred flower.

It was said that it would be used to save the world in its darkest hour.

Along came the ancient hawk on one final quest.

He dug beneath the earth where the flower did rest.

Until the roots were exposed and he clamped it in his beak.

And took off into the sky flying towards the mountain peak.

There below a beautiful water spring did lay.

And so the hawk planted the flower where it could stay.

For many thousands of years it could grow there in peace,

and when the day comes it will be used to ensure the world does not cease.

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