Thursday, April 9, 2015

Petal


A petal fell from the flower and landed with a silence as quiet as a last breath.

It was a beautiful blossom.  So soft and satin smooth.  The color only slightly faded.

It unfurled it's grandeur like a time lapse photo.  It came alive and moved as if dancing to music.

The candles were lit and the crystal reflected the love of the flower that just died.

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