Falling Through Paper Fingers

Emptying all of the symbolic intentions
             Stripping away the subtext
             Dragon's teeth are just dragon's teeth
Bright yellow flowers
Not an armored knight
Bright yellow flowers
Ground cover
A beautiful sight
                  In the morning, in the first light of a new day
              Before the dew has been taken away
                         The creation of a constant builder
              Laboring tirelessly
              To enliven the world
Until a rival force
As constant, as tireless
Crushes them to the ground