Two Flowers From The Same Garden
We shared the same garden,
by Charlie Galan
Before the fall of Angels
And the end of Eden.
From us came sacred flowers,
With precious petals that crumbled when held,
Blooms that might have flourished
If they'ed been left 'unattended' by others..
We were two flowers from the same garden,
Who by our nature disintegrate on touch,
But need to be touched
And turned into the finest most beautiful dust.