Burning daylight conflagrated my sight
As the pristine fragrance enticed my soul,
The sunlit gleams glittered freely
Within the opalescent sky above.
The fresh breezes of spring,
The enchanting charisma and the bliss.
Perceived it as an era of
Prosperity and pleasure bound unto me.
Then came the cold draughts of winter
With the dreary influence and the chill.
Perceived it as a period of
Devastation and decay fused into me.
The etiolated garden and the sullen sky
Pressed upon me to fade away,
To destine myself to the necropolis
Of the fallen, once sparkling, of my kin.
Believed that nothing existed for me
But to wither away in the cold.
To perish with the pulsating winds
Which once applauded my splendor.
Perused the daisies beside me: sanguine
Till an eternity of melancholy crumbling expired,
When an envious glare of euphoria colored their countenances
And I lamented not enduring in the craving for efflorescence.
Witnessed the silvery shimmer dissolve down
And the molten glimmer bubble forth,
Saw the fractured sky cascade downstream
Like an ocean above drizzling down.
Relished the lost kiss of every drop,
Regretted never seeing serenity in that mirror.
Desolation seeped through my splintered spirit
As the dew slipping down glossy petals.