Can It Be.. Flowers Can Speak

Can it be… Pansies are clairvoyant? I had an uncanny feeling On a bright sunny day At the end of December, When winter is at its peak, As I went for a walk In an immaculately Laid out park. I saw rows and rows Of flower beds With lush, velvety Pansies. In hues and shades As vibrant As on the colour wheel Nodding away Their blotchy faces, As I gypped my jacket To protect myself Against the icy wind. Can it be… They were mocking at me? Winking and making monkey faces To mimic my expressions? Or is it just Another hallucination Of a schizophrenic? Can it be.. Just a question Of being on The same wave length? Can it be... Flowers can speak Sense and communicate In silence And have an Innate intellect?