The Delicate Fragility of My Soul

Soft petals of white,

My soul is fragile like a flower.

Softly swaying in the night,

My soul is delicate like a flower.

A gentle touch can do harm,

My soul is fragile like a flower.

A single gust can cause alarm,

My soul is delicate like a flower.

A light mist of rain can be soothing,

My soul is fragile like a flower.

A hard storm can bring gloom,

My soul is delicate like a flower.

From the sun it needs protection,

My soul is fragile like a flower.

Too much light can cause destruction,

My soul is delicate like a flower.

A bee can be its friend,

My soul is fragile like a flower.

A spider can bring it to an end,

My soul is delicate like a flower.

The wind can carry its fragrance afar,

My soul is fragile like a flower.

It may never reach the stars,

My soul is delicate like a flower