Going inward with the deep blue of the bachelor buttons I sink down. 
I take the encompassing blue with me. Down. 

I drop my shoulders 
Down I breathe the blue petals. 

Knowing the blue from the petals will fade. Down.
For now they wrap me in stillness. Down.

Wash me in the blue brightness I pray. Down.
Not Mrs. Stewart’s bluing agent. Down.

But the true blue of fresh flower. Down.
Peculiar petals, Down.

Not like tea rose. Down.

To where I am nestled inside the flower.
Down.

Beyond the pollen gathering bees. Down.

Sitting still in the Blues
And restored. 

As you can tell I have been riding a wave of poetry. The book Every Day is a Poem by Jacqueline Suskin has helped to challenge and inspire me. Uncertain how long this wave will last. Hope you are enjoying it!

I was frustrated as I have 4 photos of the flowers that I wanted to intersperse with the verses. Word Press was having none of that. I suppose if I spent enough time changing blocks and formatting I might get it. Hopefully, you grasped the idea, even without all the photos!