Bloomin’ Craft

Starseed from wild yonder frontier
Efflorescent effigies made of mirrors
Under the deep blue atmosphere
Sprouting at the bottom of an ocean of air

Overtures and undertones
Animating flesh and bone
Chipping away at the great unknown
As both the sculptor and the stone

A rose arose
With mistletoe arrows
Shooting from the shaft
Practicing the bloomin’ craft

They carried carbon contraband
Written in twin helix strands
And it spread throughout the land
Like a red-hot firebrand

She showed them the invisible
She told them the inaudible
She described the ineffable
And bid them build the impossible

A rose arose
With mistletoe arrows
Shooting from the shaft
Practicing the Bloomin’ Craft

Let’s tend gardens of ornaments
Water our flowers in the darkness
If there are any unmixed sentiments
Left in the parched soil beneath us

She wished us illumination
But bid us bide among the blind
She whispered our initiation
By the sign of serpents intertwined

A rose arose
With mistletoe arrows
Shooting from the shaft
Practicing the Bloomin’ Craft