beneath the turning blue there thrives a plain

of cherished flowers, unbelievable and slight

and glistening they shiver in the rain;

they're blushing incandescent in the night.

O Rose, thou art as heaven in thy bed

whom Venus envies to her sea-borne bones,

as Daisies giggle bounce as she flares red

with jealous rage, they sing in joyful tones.

Apollo in his cosmic chariot

flies flirting with her, Sunflower, so chaste.

His eyes like molten golden diamonds lit;

the Tulips shy within his Light embrace.

yet, all these gods and creatures pale beside

this endless petaled rainbow, stretching wide.