They ‪flourish in my dreams‬
‪In fuchsia waves of spring ‬
‪Swaying in the brimming meadows ‬
As if ‪bowing to their king‬
‪Yellow pollen spread by wings‬
‪Dusted effortlessly about‬
‪Pollinating everything ‬
‪Removing any doubt ‬
‪Of what will or will not grow‬
‪Being purposely exposed ‬
‪To the sun, one by one‬
‪Steady as it goes‬