👑Fire
Paradise
Nanda Regine
The lands of paradise got shadedColourful floral hues spread far and wideFell graciously fastAnd withered back to the ground to hideFor the cold season will soon be marching inAfter the dawn of autumn escapingBrown orbs stare at the ceilingFlashbacks of history soaring through her eyesFolk with streams on their cheeks, stayed to watchTheir fellow kin slowly wilting and she said, 'don't cry'They were never ready for this seasonTo be so harsh to their tender heartsHearts that has to learn to let goTo fly and leave what needs to be left behindThat's where flowers growRebirth dominant and life goes onBeautifully like how the sun bids the dayFarwell
— Nanda Regine
From “Inside Her Roses”