Blessed Endeavor

They grow in the unlikeliest
of places where a rainstorm
seems to have ravaged
every inch of the garden

Under the ruins of
demolished leaves
the tiniest of sprouts flourish
into a thicket of inflorescence

New florets rise afresh from the nadir
prancing their way out of previously
fallow earth toward the warmth
of the sun’s gilded rays

Newborn petals reflect
the rainbow’s iridescence
as memories of the brutal storm
drift distant into the clouds above