A lotus among dandelions
ohmed their roars into submission.
Parachuting their fairies into the golden rays of dawn.
Shimmering in new possibilities
that the night held warm and tight.
The quizzical hum of the sweet makers
unravelled secrets to the juniper tree.
Who's protection from the folly of the sun was always praised.
Forest dwellers inhaled the colourful messages
of how silence can overpower the cacophony of the dawn.
As the moon phased into twilight
the lotus collapsed into sweet dreams
of when her ohms silenced roars.