A little sun settles upon the open fields.
Rain and wind are nothing more than passing clouds;
its heart, deeply rooted, never yields.
A seed of poetry
singing toward tomorrow,
a rainbow of paintings
offering dreams,
a lantern lighting the lowly roadside.
Within every golden petal
rest the gifts
of love and sharing.
So today again, in a quiet corner of the world,
it blooms as a warm greeting.
For Coreopsis is more than a flower—
it blossoms quietly within your heart,
a precious light guiding the way.
