Golden

In the woods,

there once stood

a flower of golden petals.

The sun, it glowed

onto its thrown

of grassy green.

As it glistened,

I silently listened

to the birds chirping in the trees.

Losing track of time,

I started to unwind

into the depths of the ground.

I stayed there quiet

right beside it

in a peaceful state.

And as time passed,

I finally formed at last

into a flower of golden petals.