Flower Dreams
Do flowers dream a life,
do they also dream of their death?
That whole process of flowering
seems to me ordained,
a processional progression
towards a culmination
one only a natural holiness could dream of.
The bloom becomes a meditation
upon an appointed anointing.
Then at night do they close to rest
in that dream of surrender
a prayer that lives forever
for all of us?
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2022
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