God Is I Am

On the land in a thicken mass

Is a patch of sun catching grass.

Seeded deep within the earth,

Are prickly stalks with fiery burst.

Large heads tilted up to the infinite sky,

With rough green leaves open to the breeze.

It’s sun laden thirst sends the flowery burst

To chase the sun in a circadian flirt.

The petal heads with a multitude of seeds

Sustain life for the birds and bees.

When the winds blow hard the seeds do fly

Across the land to the other side.

And soon the new patch of sun will start to bloom.

Bloom and bloom the sun flower sways in the wind,

Like a giant among the patch of grass,

The sunflower seeds will continue on its path.

To procreate it’s burst of color

And to send it’s seeds to another.