Windflower

The seed arrived
Without warning
On an unknown
Foreign Zephyr.
Depositing
Itself, neatly,
Between dry stones.
On spagnum green
Softly nestled
For duration
Of summer warm
Swollen with dew
Bursting upwards
Searching for sky
Seeking sunshine
Stalkly groping
Stronger each day
Budly bursting
Cerulean
Bluely special
Shiny dawning
Unexpected
Glory morning
My windflower

Harry Rogers: Tea shop in Newcastle Emlyn, 8th May 2018