As the golden iris
in the silver morning sun
she slowly blooms
realizing that she
like the flower
sleeps
and wakes
to the realization
that
in the dawn
and with the growing warmth
of the day
she blooms
As the golden iris
in the silver morning sun
she slowly blooms
realizing that she
like the flower
sleeps
and wakes
to the realization
that
in the dawn
and with the growing warmth
of the day
she blooms
