The iris changes overnight
With leaf and flower bloom come sunrise.
And when we found this spot along the dirt road
The light in the forest called us. It wasn’t a bright light
Casting shadows, but a flat full light, an even light.
We stepped in, the world changed.
Underwater or on some other planet the iridescence
Of green to pine needle red floor was not of this world.
The rows of trees wet from an early rain, the spongy floor
And the air thick with water transported us in that
Moment. In that moment we changed because
We had never witnessed such a thing
And in that same moment we grew
For we allowed the moment to change us.
In the morning the iris will have changed again,
On its way to dying with new growth all around it.
We will grow on our way to dying changing every moment
Of every day left to us here
On planet space and time.