An Impossible Bouquet

Season after season,

Even in dim incandescence,

I recognize beyond reason,

Your delicate golden radiance.

Rooted in years,

Cultivated through patience -

Each painstaking growth,

Every riotous upheaval,

Captures a bounty bursting to be free.

Sing with light and soil -

Songs of vibrant transience;

Through flourish and turmoil,

Stems a melody bright with perseverance.