Russian sage They call you Russian Sage, They name you Perovskia atriplicifolia after a Russian general, Disregarding the fact that you are from Central Asia, Ignoring that you are not a member of salvia. But who cares? Not you, not me, As long as you are you, As long as you enjoy this small piece of barren land. Blooming a cloud of blue, Evaporating a garden of fragrance, Attracting a crowd of bees and hummingbirds, you dance in the wind, wearing a sun-filled smile. I look at you, I smell you, I touch you, I share a dream with you under this vast sky. |