Gentle blossom fallen,
Weighed down by the strength of morning dew,
Gentle blossom decaying,
Turning into the earth.

Pink shadows hidden,
Hiding below the rainfall,
Disguising the light that may uplift,
Just unknown eternity trapped in time - ruled by clocks.

Freedom,
Freedom to believe or not,
To choose to see with rose tinted vision,
To decide to conquer,
To decide to win and to fly,
A choice you can take but you break the laws of nature,
Never wave goodbye to an option,
The waves only crush when ordered to,
The sun only shines if it feels right,
Love to love, choose to choose,
Protect the choice to survive,
Or like the blossom you will fall,
You will die,
You will become the earth,
Un-praised dust.