Cultivating Flowers

Flower petals have veins
They coalesce into a focal point

Their journey of totality
Is expressed in an explosion

Of color and delicacy
It is a homage to the Gods
And I can cultivate flowers

My life is ever continuous

Evolving of focal points
Is there ever any end
The only truth I know

Is that my sum total

Just gets more beautiful

And I can cultivate flowers

Each day begins on a misty morning

I have lived long enough

To be in perfect synergy

I can embrace difference and deviance

I can integrate them

Into the palette of my beauty
And I can cultivate flowers