A small, clear, glass heart
Allowed to fall to the earth
Dust blows on the wind


A droplet perches
Upon a withering leaf
Both destined to fall


Alone, I wander
Eyes scan to the horizon
And so, my heart burns


Gently falling snow
Covers the ashes of fall
Reborn is the land


New sprouts rip the earth
Pain is needed for rebirth
Order of the world


Colourful flowers
Spread out amongst the chaos
Harmony achieved