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