Timeless
Time old tradition
Of one from the *‘Great Dipper’
Each autumn she tends her flowers
To
Endure the floral beauty through the winter.
Under the autumn sun few alike,
She stalls the aging of the fragile beauty
In a quadrangular boxes.
Film of crisp grains of sand, she sets to rest;
A single file of petals in its glory trapped.
And buried by another layer of soil until boxes fill
With mounds of petals to preserve:
I follow the gentle soul;
Steps, down the flight into the coolness
Of her metamorphic realm, to sight,
Walla!
A world of aura, aroma, aglow with colors of life
Restored to subdued life from winters afore
These pulseless
Colours alike the beauty from above
Set souls soar.
Spun and weaved the contours of petals
Into soundless songs of its own.
Several moons later
In search
I stroll down the Madison Square
A gift for friend, too dear:
Walla!
Lo and behold
a treat from
Bouquets of Alaskan beauty!
Finally free for eyes to feast on
Petals from great dipper:
Timeless splendor
By: Shashi Moore
* Great Dipper – Alaska