Sonnet "Mayapple Flower"

[alonso ramoran]

Beneath the twin umbrella leaves that fold
with gentle curvature like praying hands, With this line, and the next, it puts this image of hands delicately clasping a flower in my head b/c of the simile. Plainly put: I love your combination of simile and imagery here.
hides a single flower, white and gold,
like shreds of linen in Egyptian sands - Nice simile. I wan't sure about Egyptian being the adjective for sands, but now I'm kind of cool with it b/c of following words like "treasure" and "goddess" being used. I just thought you could use a more dynamic adjective to get those sensory juices flowing.
a mystery - the prelude to a treasure.
Approach its beauty like a priest in the night -
a priest who serves the doleful goddess Pleasure -
and kneel to see the blooming gold and white,
a living jewel fed by the ancient root,
and shrouded by the two dark-spreading veils.
In time, the flower will become a fruit.
But it is dark, and you’ll  forget these trails
(although you whisper now that you will not).
The blissful gem will ripen, fall, and rot.

Please note that I am not trying for perfect iambic pentameter here. I'm focusing on five stresses, that's all.

After reading, I'm left wondering what happened to the mystery part; was the treasure ever found? It sounded as if the flower was the mystery in the beginning but then "gem" is used as it's metaphor towards the end, as if the flower was the treasure. Forgive me if I've muddled any of its meaning. I really enjoyed the read by the way. Thanks, hope my advice is of any help when tweaking.