Forced Awareness

A poem — May writing challenge

Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash

Sprigs of wildflowers sprout from the ground,
Colors in sapphire and pearl,
Sunshine awakens the petioles, so fair,
They open to petals uncurled.

Showers feed blossoms, nourishing roots,
Colors refract in the rain,
Droplets condense into pools of wet,
Winds sing along the refrain.