In a lively sea
of gold and green,
stands a home.
Amidst these colors, alone.
Yellow and gold,
green and blue.
These delicate flowers
turnover anew.
Facing the sky,
reflecting the hidden sun;
they stand tall and together-
their petals, light as a feather.
Long green stems
give way to bright heads,
as they cover the field-
serving for the ground as a shield.
Protecting this soil
from something unseen.
The sky is still,
leaving it gray at will.
The life up above seems dreary and sad
compared to the color
of the flowers in the bed
below that are shed.
The sky gave its breath-
asking nothing in return.
Except to its creation below,
to shine with His golden glow.
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