If you were a flower, what would you be?

I would be a moonflower

Opening up only for the moonlight

White petals shimmering,

dancing in the gentle breeze to the rhythms of the night chorus

Chirps and croaks and wondering hoots

I would be a moonflower

Who would grow and spread so tall

Lemony aroma filling the night air

Calling to the sphinx moth

Feed on me, we help each other live

But bat might silently swoop in

Admiring my beauty as she flies by

Snapping the night-creeping insects

Into her jaws

In this web of life, we have complicated ways of supporting one another

So I would be a moonflower

Doing my part to sustain beauty

In the dark hours

When mystery is most alive

And the dance of life so hauntingly joyful

–Heather Norby