there is lavender in the sky
a field of purple hiding behind clouds.
illuminated by moonlight ,
casting shadows on the frozen lake
the seasons melt into each other
and the frost of the day
becomes dew resting on the flowers.
there is lavender in the meadow
fragrant and inviting
cleansed by burning sunlight
waiting for tomorrow
sometimes tomorrow doesn't come.
the flowers continue to open
in the morning.
the sun continues to rise
on another's horizon.
always, the lavender sky will be there
every night, enchanting
for everyone's today
and for nobody's tomorrow
you skated on the frozen pond
winter after winter
you watched the seasons change.
you embraced everything beautiful.
every challenge, every sorrow
and every happiness.
a life lived,
you learned how to live
without abandon.
you learned how to live
without pretense
or judgement.
you lived as if
you knew you would die soon .
the fragrant lavender in the field.
you knew the smell
you felt the joy.
of life, of simple pleasures,
of the crisp air hitting your face
as you skiied down a mountain
in the california sun.
you knew it was good.
it was good to be alive
and laugh, care, enjoy.
you didn't know that
your tomorrow wouldn't come.
you didn't know you died
in my arms
and you didn't know
that you lived in the lavender.
the lavender of every happiness
you could ever know.
the never-ending lavender of your dreams .