as summer ends -cows graze across pasture lands -ranch lands, prairie landsornamented with sunflowers, sneeze weed, and goldenrod,home to swooping meadowlarks and red-tailed hawks,and punctuated with soli-tary trees.

Chrysanthemums are bloomingIn every size and shadeSturdy and bright,Catching the light Of autumn's sun.

Like one of Seraphine's visions,Fantastical stems sprout spear-like leaves,Like bendable sword blades.Pale yellow buds burst awakeIn sunshine and blood colorsA spray of fireworks Springing from their centersIn wild disarray.It may be that a flower cannot be fantasized  That could outdo God's creative genius.