A petal, i soar through the sky.

Not just a sky but a starscape of time.

Though in a state of disarray,

I'm still in dismay.  

Like a precious kiss i fly filled with joy.

Imagine the charming site, just a lonely rose petal.

A lonely petal, just soaring high. 

Though lovely it may seem,

it's still unstable past its beauty.

Any waking moment the wind may die, it may crash, 

Though memories of the petal still survive. 

A whirlwind of promise rises.

The winds wonderful whispers travel through the treetops,

as they soon become melancholy. 

It soon must take a vacation from the game called life.

And a rainbow of truth is soon revealed,

as the petal wilts away.