The Trees In Our Garden

In our garden the serendipitous
symmetry of form and function
display their exquisite qualities
of seasonal inevitability; a burst
of divine beauty as trees and shrubs
proffer a too-brief vision of
splendidly arrayed ornamentation.

The laden, luscious magenta of
giant magnolia blossoms sending
their fragrance to compete with the
bridal-white of the crabapple petals,
the bright orange of the Japanese
quince in flower, and the minuscule
yellow florets brightening the tidy
green abundance of the weeping pea.

Hovering bees fly purposefully
from flower to irresistible flower
dipping their feet in the munificence
of yellow pollen, their own bright garb
resembling lanterns of transient light.
Hummingbirds, ever alerted to floral
nectar, wings thrumming, iridescent
bodies gleaming, flit among the
flowers; an ephemeral presence.