Sitting high atop the yellow petaled flowers of good fortune
Sunning in the glory of amber toned love
You rise above the sallow complexities of life
Looking through the looking glass of happiness
Seeing all, through the powers of two
You see all that glitters above the glare

Words are sweet and kind and empty of all callousness
Chiming always for two
You resound with the lovely bells of the sirens
And whirl round with the joy of your love

But when that feeling goes
And leaves you shattered into coal black ashes
You delve for a time
In the multi pained world of sorrow

Weeping in the tortured gloom of loss
Crying out the desperate tangled leaves of love
You pass between the brightness of the heavens
And the darkness of the seas

Longing for the happiness once held so tightly
Groping along the tragic paths of emptiness
You live through the loss
And sometime price of love

Learning the broadness of life along the way
Finding again what it means to be you
You grow to ever reaching heights
Signaling the rebirth after rebirth of your life