Under a sky of celadon -

Under a sky of celadon -
   I watched bees huddle
In frenzied expectation
   Of riding a flaxen petal.
 
Lupine and globe mallow
   Danced about while sage
Waved at me from below -
   Comprising my entourage.
 
I saw pale butterflies mingle
   Within dewy creosotes
Then came an argent gale
   Which tugged at their cloaks
 
And then - the drape shifted
   But my vision proves true -
A celadon echo gifted
   To me that sunny interlude.