Strewn across the shady woodland

A sea of silver-white anemones

Each pale flower tucked within a snug nest

Set against sap green, musk scented leaves

Standing proud, above rosette-fashioned foliage

Gently tilting its star-like, thimbleweed head

At each sunrise growing brighter, as soft light

Penetrates delicate, diaphanous petals

Which tremble, twinkle, sparkle and shine

Beaming an ethereal light upwards

From the depths of an ancient forest floor

A vault of heaven on earth