Spring erupts from the earth below,
where roots ignite and petals glow.
Fearless, wild, they break and rise,
chasing light with open eyes.
A fire burns in stem and leaf,
bold, unbound, beyond belief.
Through winter’s grip, they wait, they fight,
then burst alive in fierce delight.
I seize their hues, untamed and bright,
pressed in time, yet full of life.
No wilt, no fade, they stand, they shine—
a bloom reborn, forever mine.