the wind drifted through her bones,
tearing her from the roots of her existence.
and though she had been placed in a jar of water
in attempt to save her being,
her stem began to droop,
and her petals changed from a shade of deep purple to brown,
and her leaves became dried and fragile.
and slowly but surely,
she disintegrated back into the hollows of the earth,
just as all flowers do when their time has come.
Nov 12, 2013
Nov 12, 2013 at 11:04 PM UTC