The Woman In the Flower

In the flower, a woman, in the bloom a woman waving something. In his silent 'Flower Sermon', Siddhartha Gautama held up a flower; he said nothing. Time passed, the gathering began to fidget. Some thought to look wise, some lowered their eyes in confusion. Most saw only a flower, a few saw something waving. This morning, I carry a vase of purple Iris to the window. Outside in the garden, flowers are dancing. We call it `dancing' when the wind moves them, but there is no specific word for what the woman in the flower does when she is waving.