Sonnet 65:
Horticultural experience in impulsive concealment.. it could be a physics meditation held outdoors in summer. All night a flower action evolves stronger, steelier pretexts, many out of hand, petals and stems from an impregnable riddle.
In time we hold our own, stumbling upon a miracle of zoological jewels that held out for continuity as it were — trademarks of both natural and technical production, mortal yet boundless in value or a variable of beauty either way.