Another Park Crucified

Solar plexus choir whipped in an avian aura
up to my reverberating green crown;
 
my leafy locks shaking with worshipful delight.
 
Moon cakes and energy swirls left me swimming all the next day.
 
Tai chi tranquillity soothed my cosmic mind,
like warm milk and a blanket.
Achoo!  
 
The bees buzzed around my floral skirt.
  
New blossoms blushed my cheeks,
as lovers lounged on my roots.
 
Odin brought some pyrotechnic boom in a carriage of cloud;
left my courts agloss under a rainbow,
as wheels large and tiny etched art into the residue. 
 
My guests thawed out on shady lawn 
with novellas in their palms and crunchy snacks.
 
Basketballs amplified my heartbeat,
as ping pong laughter fluttered with the butterflies. 
     
Frightened marsupials hugged branches
eyes closed, while oblivious dancers
rehearsed Latino steps. 
 
Earth movers thundered and shook us to the bones.
Sat in silence praying in the stillness.
Is this the calm before the storm,
when all my guests are sold at auction
 
and I am left naked and bruised?   
 
Not my will but yours be done.