Flower Plans

Flowers have no
secret agenda,
no worries, no plans.
Effortlessly they
spread their fragrance
to all. They pour forth
unique patterns of light
through their petaled prisms.
They give bliss to bees
and hummingbirds,
a landing strip to dragonflies.
If a deer should munch
one into his next life,
his soul soars happily away.

by Saiom Shriver

Comments (2)

Misspellings aside, it's a great poem. It's always a wonder why some people are drawn to each other while others find them so mismatched.
check spellings, aeternitatis, than a friend can tell, etc.