She scatters petals across the wake of some ancient departed great
Rose and Violet velvet petals tumble
and time
shedding dry leaves and thorns
scattering dew-drops of perception that sparkle and magnify creation
its vector accumulating until, too heavy for a gossamer thread
it brims down over a spider web
rolls, trickles and splashes
as alighting on leaf or ledge
bending blade of grass or flower head
A ladybird alarmed flits with a whisper of wings, a bee sings ..
she smiles and moves along