falling petal

a wuthering flower blows in the wind
shedding it petals of life gone by
never knowing why it was here
yet carried on blooming without fear
from seedling to flower on it did bloom
like nature intended no effort or try
rising from the earth a day at a time
towards the sky majestic and sublime
its never here long i wish it could be
natures perfections a beauty to see
how often do we stop and just stare
as the wuthering petals fall from the air
down to the ground from where thay came
for natures song to start singing again.


by me