Orchid From Battlefield

War fire flames pain Every attack seems in vane A soldier fights through the pain Before he will go insane He kills his enemy with his last breath Before he himself welcomes death One of the soldiers crashes through enemy ranks But ahead of him is battalion of tanks After colossal battle air is dense The losses on both sides immense The survives on the battlefield smell lead Many are wounded many are dead The dense mist covers the air Last rations of food survivors will share The powder smoke is in part reason for the mist Warrior comes through the battlefield clinching his fist The reason for the fight was political The war was now cyclical Some hated the other side But many did not wish the armies to collide They had to fight Soon long day will turn to night Sunset is beautiful but red like blood And this fight shore cost a lot of blood Warrior thinks of his lady back at home She is now all alone He has a break to visit her For luck she gave him strand of her hair What should he give her when her he’ll see? What in this hell could be worth her beauty He searches through the mist next morning filled with dew Red fire blazing grass gives him a clue Against still dark fire is eerie beautiful red Not so beautiful but equally eerie is blood of the dead But away from the flames in the morning fog There is wild orchid towering above old log The air around it is very dense But the smell is different it awakens spirit sense It’s not smell of powder or lead For a brief second warrior forgets ordeal he just had He picks up the flower from the center of battlefield At that moment with new hope his heart is filled Next day his lady he will see As he gives her the orchid for a second he feels free The orchid may fade but its soul will never die Just like love soldier and his lady written in the sky Beyond non linear equations there is universal balance Beyond that divine counterbalance The written law of that starts with physics and soul Grows beyond all control But one thing it will not grow beyond and that is the key It is idea of destiny But orchid seems to grow beyond destiny And in that lies its beauty Its mesmerizing majesty And holding it for brief time every soldier and their family felt free