As I walk along the path of life,
I come across a Taoist wildflower,
Standing tall and proud, amidst the strife,
A true symbol of power and power.
Its petals dance with the rhythm of the wind,
As if in perfect harmony with the universe,
In its simplicity, I find a lesson to be learned,
A lesson of unbridled, unassuming diversity.
The Taoist wildflower is a sight to behold,
In its quiet strength lies a world of stories untold,
A true reflection of the beauty of simplicity,
A testament to the power of humility.