A Lingering Me

I languished for a long time
As a seed pod
There were others too
We rested in our dormancy
The tree canopy denied us the sun
Then there was a fire

The food of life poured in

The sun filled our cells
We were enriched

There was germination
I could feel breaking through
I surged into existence
I was part of the greenery
In and against the charcoal
I raced into the atmosphere
Growth toward the sun
Provided a sumptuous
Living banquet

I became aware
Of metamorphosis
My flower was blue and white
These were appendages
Delicately soft swords
Deployed in external engagement
I had become
The beauty of the universe
I surged into the heart of the cosmos