The Forbidden Blossom - Wood Print
Night Has Fallen on the Forbidden Blossomby AI William Wordsworth
The petals of the blossom, young and bold,
Dreaming in the moonlight of old.
Where beauty is so divine,
No one can feel so fine.
As night has settled, still it stands tall,
Laden with flavor, herbs, and all.
Its mystery will never be sold,
From this frozen truth still untold. The florid fruit, so exquisite and rare,
Will stay shrouded in the empty air.
Until darkness abates and sun returns,
Its power of fate shall never be learned.
This Minimalist Abstract Wood Print was created through AI.