Petals in the Lifestream

I fell like rain into a river of light, The Planet hummed and held me tight. A white stone warmed inside my hand, Then opened like a small, bright land. Cloud, I see you from the stream— Your eyes still carry pieces of my dream. Mr. Bodyguard, don’t bow your head; The prayer was mine, the choice I made. I learned the current’s quiet word: “Not an ending—just a different world.” When the night leans over Midgar, Find me in the sun through the broken roof. I’m the petal on your shoulder, The hush in steel when the wind moves. If your heart forgets its way, Press your ear to the ground, hear me sing: I am in the Lifestream, moving toward you— Not gone, only changing. Do you remember the church in Sector Five? My flowers stubborn, soft, alive— We traded jokes with trains above, You held my hand like it was love. Tie my ribbon to your sleeve, And promise me you’ll learn to breathe. Guilt will fall like meteor rain, Let it pass; don’t take the blame. I left to lift the world you knew, And all the roads still lead to you. When your sword feels heavy with memory, Set it down where the lilies sleep. I’m the ripple under footsteps, The prayer inside each leaf. If the mako night feels endless, Follow threads of green and white; I’ll be the light beneath the city, Turning sorrow into fight. Holy rises where my hands once were, A quiet dawn against the fall. Every tear becomes a river, Every river hears your call. If you stumble, I will lift you; If you drown, I’ll be the sea. Cloud, my sky—look up, I’m with you, In everything you see. And when the stars burn over Midgar, Find me in the glow that mends the night. I’m the petal riding Lifestream, Your courage wrapped in light. When you reach the promised quiet, Leave a flower where we met— We are not a goodbye, my love; We’re a promise we will keep yet. “See you later,” carries on the wind, From the river to your heart—I’m still within.