In the gardens embrace, flowers unfold
With them, taking the stories untold
The petals fall way down to the ground
Unbeknownst to anyone around
While the petals fall quietly
With a certain lack of anxiety
The flower will weep
But the flower still goes, refusing to surrender to defeat
Eventually, the petal finds its place of rest
Safe in nature’s arms, where it will be truly blessed
Even as the vibrant colors surely wane
The truth and beauty will always reign
So let us cherish each petal’s flight
The fleeting moment that’s pure and bright
For in their fall, we come to see
The beauty of life’s fragility
