Bless each palo verde bloom -

Bless each palo verde bloom -

   Those cuplets kissed by the sun

My vision wants to consume

   That thus have raptured my love.

See how they speckle the tree

   With a burst of yellow bright

And upon the branches flit

   By the wind that blows nigh -

Leading me not to consider

   The force behind nor why

But to admire how they arch

   In reverence to the sky.