The Higher Road

The flower faded
endlessly
petals flee on
any angry breeze
away from what was then
and now the silence bleeds.

Stop that tear before
the trailing southward
flight leaves behind
another darker sleepless night
that you cannot forget.

Draw upon another source
that teaches time
and candles highlight
naked truth
written on a parchment.

Take a higher road
with deeper dips
and dirty curves
carefully risk
an accidental landing

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