Flutter, flutter
Flowers in the beauty grasses
The butterfly chooses
What has never before
There was no choices
Now life path splits
No certain answer
Search within thy soul
Will there be enough time?
Wasn't chaos gone for good?
Starvation may be the ultimate
Sorrow always the end
One, all or none?
Can freedom really descend?
Another of life lessons
A difficult step to climb
Will the Gods aid again?
Or decide when flowers wither..
-Shann