Bed of Flowers

I laid you down in bed of flowers
In season of spring showers
Tears on windowpane
Grief spilled like rain

It seems so unfair
Unheard is my prayer
Blooms quench ones fill
Yet you lie so still

Stars on heavens floor
Just needed one more
When I look to celestial dark
Which glow, is your spark

Souls alight night sky
Burning question is why
Solemnness in beauty
Yield to God’s duty