Patrichor

As the heart owed its very last to the stars,
Never thought the world will have my last breath.
As the heart gave its very last to the stars and fate,
Gave the Earth its petrichor to make me one with the keeper of the night sky.

“Has fate met its greatest irony?”
Asked the owls to the keeper of the night sky.
“I wish the king has his last or the only justice!” said the keeper of the night sky,
Love of the lives, I thought, was a victory over the aching heart.

Over the seas and over the lands, Keeper of the night sky,
“Victory it is, what is a life well spent!” said to the world.
Earth saw its emperor go into the world of the unknown,
Yodel of the wilderness mixed with the beauty of the end.

“Oh look the King go!” said the irony to its fate.
“Unblemished and unbroken he gone, left alone the worlds,”
After all the worlds said to themselves.

Legends for the petrichor are the same for all
Owing to its dues, the prince raised to the throne,
“Tale of the trembling here comes again! alas, the prince is not the king!”
Exclaimed petrichor, again to sing the song for the next…