Sister of Iris,
Temperate of nature
Yet, her fragrance is heady and sweet.
Born in the South and greeted by oceans
Where waves meet and crash with their union and split.
Here, as the rainbows become faint recollections,
Sharp grass-like stems break the earth and mature.
Funnel shaped flowers take on colours that mirror
The sunrays, displayed in a watery prism
Winds blow their perfume to such distant mountains
That sparkle and shimmer in moonlight and ice.
© HMH, 2020