Ode To Flowers

‘Twould be a wonder if I knew
exactly how each flower grew;
how beauty unfolds from a seed
is wisdom that we all do need.
To be a flower; simply grow
and then to let sweet nectar flow,
To have Old Sol as your best friend
and wonder to sweet Gaia lend,
appeal both to birds and to bees
(and sometimes make humans sneeze).
With perfumed grace you make life bright
from breaking dawn till darkened night
’tis you, my loves I always see.
Your tiny faces will for ever be
the joy that sets all hearts free.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s