The Petal

Written by: Michael Grugan

A single petal of some fallen rose
Swims in a sea of spring-time breeze-
Like a whirling, frolicsome child
It dances at play on the sun's jeweled stage...

But for a while...

As Day too soon veils its light
In eventide's repose,
And Wind withdraws its lifting breath,
With a wordless cry, and trembling
The petal plunges, resigned,
Consigned to the greying earth
To die, silent,
In an endless ebon Night...