poem i just wrote

endanger nature

if i were
to flower
under a solid cement
sidewalk,
a heavy stone floorbed

if i could remember,
have power to turn
the sun, to prosper-

light up the dew upon
petals
stretch out my leaves
what would be?
forthcoming
would i be?
fragrant and blossoming

would i be the one
to hold a secret?
draw down the heavens
and part the seas

would i endanger
nature's
delicate balance?