Wildflowers

I saw the flowers full in bloom there Blossoms glimmering into the light, On the peak far from the hill where Hues like rainbows showed bold and bright. So far away were they, but still Gazing I could feel their serenity, So I climbed to the peak with all of my will For those drops of sunlight to take home with me. At the top of the peak - the wind strong and ringing Through those petals it so gracefully flew, To my ears it sounded as if they were singing My heart murmured sadly, for it was then that I knew If I plucked them away from their peak in the sky It would not matter the love I'd have shown, And into my world they would wither and die For some things are not meant to be owned.