conflict

as the flower rips the scene with it's torns..
a heart ponders more as it cleans it's wounds
such torns the flower has were cut by thee heart
then there came a wind
a wind that hushed a light phrase of hope
that such passion shall endure the test of time..
unsure though the flower is...
thee heart of the forlorn soldier..
minimized the agony of the confused flower
thus, resulting to trust..
then again will they have their wind act to as the fire would..