Bloom

Bloom

you want the bud
to blossom and bloom
in your hands

unfurl each petal
as it opens
one upon another

in its glory
before your eyes
of will and volition

apart from what
nurtured it into
its final form

as an object
of beauty possessed
of its presence

complete in its immediacy
alive and iridescent in
the moment accorded it

and the oriole
poised in orange
radiance then gone