She knelt beside the flowers
Her palms drenched in rose petals
It was not nor day or night,
But a black and white haze
She had dreams, true ambitions
That flooded her eyes
Came pouring down into a glass like wine
Her energy, original, cold
She pulled her hair back
Away from her face
And then, a light shined
Through the shrubbery
And she followed it
Into the darkness