Wrapped in the blanket
Of just waking
My skin is sensitive
To a remarkable quaking.
A flowered storm rains
Imaginings just begun
Varied pinkish petals
Of possibilities done.
Tickling my nose,
Joyous scented tears
Waters realization
With a bouquet of years.
Wisdom gilds the lilies,
Lessons strengthens stems,
Ribboned lovingly together,
All are multifaceted gems.

Blessings of a transformative bouquet, my friends.