The grey hedge of winter wants you to see what it bears.
It wants you to feel what it feels like to hold beauty.
There! You see a beautiful flower amongst the ordinary ones.
The flower, red as blood,
stands above the hedge as if it's the tallest soldier in a parade.
The grey hedge of winter knows,
that a lover must pluck the flower to prove what's fading slowly.
It knows!
that a kid must pluck it for he doesn't know how to calm his curiosities.
It knows!
that humans want to hold beauty in their hands but not let the beautiful live.
The hedge knows it all.
The grey hedge of winter knows while a lover or a child must come and take away its art, YOU will not!
You will stand and guard its beauty.
You will not let someone snatch it from the hedge of winter.
You'll make the others watch the beauty too!
Because you've already realized what the hedge wants us humans to learn - that little red flower is making the ordinary feel beautiful.
