I dive nose first into your inner essence there in your yellow ******* your mighty flowering all the way from your roots in the succulent whiteness of your blossoming being you reveal to the world what it means to disclose, expose and surrender your deep secrets to all who stop to take notice, to him who planted and nurtured you to your magnificent wholeness to the creator of the universe in which you flourish.
Your scent is a hint of the mystery which is you my sweet magnolia blossom.
My neighbor provided me with several blossoms from his tree and I promised a poem to celebrate the state tree of my native Louisiana.