It looks to the overcast sun
Missing from the scene,
But this audience never wavers.
A flower for one
Peering over the green,
For the sky’s favour.
Stone centre and clay crowned
Held by the touch of metal
And yet growing with seed.
It needs no water, no ground
Forever open petals
Looking, yearning, a need
For the only one that gives
The only sun, the only one,
That knew how to grieve.