White velvet petals,
strewn upon a sea of grass.

Inky night sky gives way
to the pale pinks,
the deep rose of morning.

Dew upon the petals,
each drop a glistening jewel,
illuminated by that Golden orb.

Slow heat spreading
as the sun reaches its peak.
A softly blowing breeze
moans through the trees

Volume increases,
the crisis now past.

Evening sky surrenders to dark
Crushed velvet petals softly perfume the night.

I was challenged by a current Lush author to step out of my comfort zone, try his way. How did I do?