On a chilly day, after raining the night before, this beauty sprung ever so slightly. The wind did not break her down, as she tenderly waved herself keeping her strength and virtue intact. I did not feel a bright cheer that flowers usually bring, but more of a dark nature filled with mystery. The sun tried to lighten up the mood by giving her some free serotonin. But being comfortable and confident enough to pull it off, she was emotionally impenetrable and happy about it.