The gilded cage of a withered lily
Shines brightly in the rays of the moon
Orpheus descends upon the scene
Eyeing with discernment
Its once held beauty
A petal drops noiselessly to the floor
Heard only by the ghosts of the ancient hall
As another day dawns
The remnants are swept away by the wind
We are here today
Gone tomorrow
But our beauty remains forever
In the memories of the faded past
© Bolan-Beaty Boogie
October 10, 2016