End of an Era

What do you do when

The flower you could not reach

Was too high on a branch

That was too far to climb

Filled your empty moments with hope

Placed your feet on unsure steps

Brought you closer to Prayer and God

Suddenly fell into your hands?

Would you not be awed stiff

Would you not celebrate

Would you not hold it as long as you can,

And sometimes you'll pretend that you brought it down.

But you know, its only a flower

You know it fell because it grew heavy

You know it will not last too long

So you find a vase and fill it

With life giving water

You put the flower in it and

Adorn the Places around you

It brings joy you can not buy.

Then one day, when it begins to fade

You know it is the end of an era

You start to think that you too are a flower

adorning Someone else's place

Like it, you will fade

Like it, you will be thrown away

They'll say, how beautifully you bloomed

They'll say, how gracefully you fell

They'll say, what bright collars you had

and how you changed the looks of things

But you know, you are not a flower

You, will not stop growing

You, will not fade after falling

For you, it is just nothing but

the end of an era

-Unknown