Pinnacle Peak

I saw a bunch of yellow flowers growing out of desert rock.
The stems strained out between two boulders,
reaching up, towards the sun.
On tips, the vibrant yellow sang,

We can be beautiful, we can grow
in the most unlikely places,
in the most difficult places,
flowers can bloom.

When it's hard,
too hard to say,
not only can it be ok
it can be beautiful.