I saw a white flower on the ground.
I picked it up and asked :
"Why did you fall ? Your sadness is so loud."
"I fell from an unborn tree.
That's why i don't feel so free.
My heart loves a burning fire,
But my fire sadly has no tree.
I try to shut down all my tears.
But it's to my fire to heat away my fears.
They keep on falling, they wet my dreams,
They all become blurry,
And the world is blindness as it seems.
I'm now lying on the ground,
Waiting for my thunder to come around.
And when it hits my fire would come out.
For this is life and this is fate.
But none is bad and all is right.
Accept and feel", said the flower in a sight.
It still looked sad and lonely,
But its words had become wise and quickly,
The eyes followed and it fully surprised me.
"A lot is yet to be learnt the hard way",
she breathed.
She stared at me, a smile, and the thunder hit.
She was now in the heavens.
Happy, far, far away with her fire to be with.
