Be Happy

Like the petals in the water,

So are my troubles in the temple.

Scattered to the bones.

Winter came, petals died

Sorrow rose, cold caught up

Autumn swept in, wind blew out

Hope flushed, Sun blinked

Spring woke, petals dried

A purple Rose, again

Regrow  

When summer finally comes 

Happiness already rules.

Warmth is my virtue 

Until the circle rounds again, 

Hold on to the feeling.