Fleur du Pays

Petals dance as they tumble,
Falling on the paths where they grew.
Passing strangers remark
as they scuff at the dirt,
Watching time as it waves
through the echoing winds.

Petals dance as they tumble
in forgotten time,
Celebrating the scent of life
that once they knew and held,
Trapped in colour and
touch and in glowing love.

Petals dance as they tumble
down to the immense dark.
There they rest between the rocks,
Between the moist, breathing lines,
Darkness made more immense
by the absent memories.

Petals dance as they tumble,
Falling on the paths where they grew.

fleur du pays

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