Life
Life
The tears of the sky... Roll down over the hearts of the shrub... Leaving it endearing... but...
The petals resting on the sepals feel the passing by chilling winds...
The dew drops dancing on the leaves make them fresh for daylight...
Time changes...and
Autumn becomes the Emperor...
Harsh and barbaric...
The petals no more felicitate the lovers...
Once which was a spectacular and astounding...
has turned into the sign of sorrow and misfortune...
'cause Beauty is no one's slave...
Does their love conquer the baptism of fire or vanishes with the trauma of time.

