I thought I understood. 
I liked what I understood. 
But now I am not so sure I do understand.
 
How wonderful it was to feel at one with the flowers I saw
along the roadway that so magically reached out and touched me.
Always thankful to have experienced such Sweet Blossoms. 
 
But these flowers soon disappeared as the season quickly changed,
With nothing I could do to stop it.
Left only to dream of their beauty … from the past.
Left only to dream of their beauty … yet to come. 
 
But soon the season will again … once more … change.
With hopes these beautiful flowers do re-appear.
Perhaps, just not in the same places. 
 
And soon … I will again … once more ... understand.