Seed 
some semblance of a life
imagined, 
lived beyond
the bounds of this bounty,
born in the candlelight 
of technicolor flame.

Hydrate
the long limbs 
of desire,
supple with suggestion.

Root
to the depths of 
dreamsprings
deliberately opposed to the
painted landscape — 
the canvas is infinite.

Grow
steady, acute
to the imperative of
transformation ~
amplify the grace bestowed
by the heavens and the earths
that formed you.