The Blooms Upon the Tree...

A sprouting tree beyond the leaves that grow
To flowers that scatter to put on a show
Performing their blooms in front of the sky,
It is natural beauty I cannot deny.

The tree that branches higher than you and I
Where we breathe the scent upon which we rely,
And we sit down and watch with a tear in our eyes.
We sense a world where nothing really dies...

As nightfall arrives
And sparkles the millions of lives
Shining from the abyss above
Knowing some of them are the ones that we love...

And as I return my gaze back to the tree,
Your eyes remain up to the stars that they see
Remembering the flowers that they were once.
You should know, they are still blooming upon the tree...the Universe.