They were still asleep when I found them,
and although I was giddy with relief
that they were here, I quietly knelt
beside them and gazed at them.
What amazing dreams they must have
as their protective leaves open,
exposing them, for the very first time,
to light! Let them dream. Tomorrow
we will have more rain. Feel the moisture,
the dance of the air. Wonder about it.
Soon you will feel the light of morning’s
sun, and when you open and look around
the world will be beyond anything
you dreamed. And you, sweet ones,
will hold its beauty in the pastel cup
of your being. Meanwhile, sleep.
Sleep through the coming rain.