Life's a Color Palette

I was a blossom of the desert,

raised in stretches of brown and tan,

in dirt and sand.

I sprouted from drab green cacti under

a rainless blue sky.

My petals unfolded in the sun,

catching the orange, the red, the yellow,

synthesizing.

I struggled against the harsh windblown dust

of the desert spring.

I transplanted to the mountains,

where I wilted in the navy, the dark, the white,

the frost and snow.

In the cold, my world encompassed

in withering gray.

I came to life again with the spring,

grasping for the sun and the kaleidoscope colors

of wild mountain flowers.

I followed where the light led, adapted and grew

from the shadow of the mountains.