NIGHT FLOWER'S FLIGHT

Stanza 1

Beneath the blue moon’s watchful, silver gaze,

seeds unfurl slow—petals soft as breath,

while moonbeams spill like rivers through the haze,

rivaling stars that dot the dark’s smooth heath.

The air hums low with peace that holds no phase,

no tears to weigh the night, no pain beneath.

A glance exchanged, a smile that gently sways—

makes every beat of life feel sweet and deep.

Stanza 2

Old memories cling like dewdrops to the stem,

but I let them drift free with the breeze.

No need to grip what time will not condemn—

I stretch my wings to find my own new ease.

Without your hand to guide or hold or hem,

I learn to move to rhythms that please

my soul alone; I’m whole beneath the gem

of sky that lets my heart find steady keys.

Stanza 3

Let clouds roll grey, let rain drum hard and low—

no weather can dim what’s rooted in my core.

The night may shift, but I will stand and grow,

my petals bright through storm or calm once more.

This flower blooms where only I can know

the strength that lies in letting go and soar—

no matter what the dark or light may show,