Designed to Die: a Flora arrangement

Secret keys to a dark space with dark energy.  Flora and green.  This time of year I call to her.  She dances the dance and lets the petals go.  Even the trees bend and bow and let loose their blooms.  'Take that!' She cries into the warm spring air.  Flora brings up by stems the green shoots of daisies and daffodils.  Sprays of leaves adorn vines.  Up and up they go.  They creep and crawl along the trellis or fence.  They show their faces to the sky.  Flora brings spring things to us all.  What a sweet surprise!  Lilacs and roses.  Buttercup.  Peony and posy (no rings around your roses), would you like a poesy?  Violet and Lily.  Poppies, Orchids, Dogtooth and some wild peas, please?  The world becomes a sight to behold under the growing banquet bouquet.  We shall feast our eyes on orange, yellow and green, red and white, purple and blue.  No more wilting until their time.  We can enjoy a moment under the sun and the moon.  Syzygy of earth, moon and sun.  The seasons change for every one.  Now, sip this wine and taste this herb.  Realize the day is done.  No more dancing.  Spring has sprung.