Chrysanthemum lines the entrance to the heavenly realm
Petals play lively in the wind
As your ascension leaves me tugging at strings of your tumultuous past

You were destined to prosper, to bloom alongside the chrysanthemum, longevity in your breath. But I was there. I saw the wilted petals that were once strewn around you. And now you’ve left to pursue a fate, where that memory solely exists in the soil of my being.