PRETTY PURPLE FLOWERS REBORN

PRETTY PURPLE FLOWERS REBORN

They are born each morning and die each day,
silken lavender pentagrams opening before falling
into nothing other than a multiplied manifestation
of their original essence.
At first there were two.
Two beings sharing the same soul
each opening up their souls to each other
--so that the --
- -- ---butterflies would come--- -- -
and make more of them.
Children and brothers and sisters gather together
sprung quickly from the nearby soil
to spread open their own new views
and to create their own children,
so that they may exist and grow
and create new blossoms
- -- ---for the next butterflies--- -- -
Opening pentagram portals to produce new immortals.
Where once there were two, soon three,
Five, Eight, and now on this unusually cool
June summer day ,as the birds sing for more
peanuts and breadcrumbs,
I count ten, ten plants,
Ten new entities producing their own
new violet  smooth pentacle design
to attract and perpetuate
the family and tribe into everlasting existence
Continuation of existence.....
Evolution and persistence.....
Today I count seven exquisite glorious blossoms
-on the first-
And I count one on the original entity
The others are beautiful, yet barren,
....yet one child bears one....
PRETTY PURPLE FLOWER
And I know that it will die tonight
And I know that it will create new life
with the power of flower petals falling
with new buds blossoming and calling
new buds bound in scorn
PRETTY PURPLE FLOWERS REBORN