I was a rose

Reaching for all things infinite,
All things tall and all things true

But instead I wilted to the floor.

 

Thrown into the air,

To see if I could fly

The flashes, followed

By the thousands of 

Shattering dishes.

But I came back down

No matter how hard I fought

Against the sleet.

My cape kept going

And a rash appeared around my neck.

To prove to me I had almost won.

I've heard lightning strike

And seen thunder clap

But tonight I saw lightning 

Hit the ground.

The air was electrified 

With the scent of new beginnings,

With the shock of death,

And with the realization

That the only difference is order.

And the lightning struck me twice,

And the cackle of its laughter

Was shown by the cracks

In the ground.

Turning to ash

Isn't such a scary thing.

The fear comes from knowing

That once there was beauty

Where destruction lies.

And no one will ever know,

What once was precious.