29.AFlowerin April
A spring flower,
Leaving the splendorous Royal Throne,
Where it sat with serenity.
Blown by a gust of wind.
Being tossed about here and there,
Wet by the rainfall
You are to be pitied.
A petal of Via Dolorosa,
Its gruesome scene,
Being torn apart, trampled, and lying prone.
On the hill of Golgotha,
There are strokes on a desolate plain.
The love of the petal
The tears of the petal
The resurrection of the spring flower.
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