Flowers of the Exctinct

On a deserted field,

Where flowers of happiness used to grow,

Lone figure walks forth,

Back and forth,

Does that person go,

The North blows the icy cold,

Leaving the prescence bare,

Until warmed by the exotic air

From the South.

 

Everything frozen stays,

Here and there,

Here and there,

Does the lone figure go,

Neither female nor male,

It lingers in one place,

A ghost of the past,

The present,

The future,

Keening a song about the song of the songs,

Guarding the unguarded,

The flowers exctinct,

In this sad,

Deserted Field...

Author's Note

:P