Dress a word up like a flower Still it stems from me Water it till the world devours Every petal for a bath And float in it Like the daffodil sea Eternal is the sun by day How it seeps and soaks the skin But flowers cannot burn at sea They can only ripple in Be it tide-ward manner ever present With omnipresent tense For as roots draw water from the deep So will salt bring waters end
Daffodils in an endless meadow. A sight I doubt I will ever get to see on this earth and in this human lifetime. But thankfully, this life, isn't the only thing to live (and live well). Gracias!