In the midst of the fire, I saw a flower.
It glistened and glimmered in the thickness of the intoxicating smoke.
As I searched through the covet for the one thing I’ve lost, the fumes caught me and it would not let me go.
I baffled and battled endlessly, but there was not escape, it had a hold of me and it slowly crept in.
In the midst of the fire, I saw a flower.
It glistened and glimmered in the depths of the fog.
As I watched for the last time, it tilted as If saying goodbye.
A Single drop of water formed in its petal, it was beautiful and as it touched the ground, the pain was gone.