Dying Flower

Petals dropping,
Floating,
Flying away,
Leaving the dying flower alone,
Cold,
Naked.

The flower bends under the horrible winds,
Bending,
Breaking,
Dying.

No one sees it,
It's alone in its meadow.

All it knows,
Is that its seeds were planted,
So it
Could live,
Again.

-Endora of Mind