Purple Flower

As the lavenders quest of silence begins Her smile blossoms for the moments anew

As the petals slowly withers and its scent starts to fade The bliss goes further than its violet hues

For the world is our garden to attend For a flower is a flower because it falls

The peace she seeks was not of we The peace she adores was one absent of me

Let the heart coin flips and not stand true And our path grows wider and let it turn blue

Let the petals be sad For it wants to be glad

Of the beauty it sparks as our moment comes true.