Seen There, A Face (4/30/18)

I saw a face blossoming amongst the leaves: 
tepid buds, frolicking slowly, drifting away in earnest.
In their hope, my heart now resides - a sunshade settling,
A simple fight arising; a strong tide alongside the solid stone, seeming to fester.
Tasting the first light, or sampling the hard noise -
for all is strange, as the earth once more slides around a strange sun.