Rebirth
A falling petal, content,
floating with grace and seeking eternity
finds home in a carpet of beauty.
There was no loss
when the flower shed this tear,
caressed by a cool breeze
which parted the morning mist
that the sun might smile
upon the seed uncovered,
bursting with life
and nurtured in the embrace
of yesterday's blooms.
Copyright © Darrin Funk | Year Posted 2010
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