Scarlet flower breaking free,

From winding hands of time,

Though holes may pierce through many leaves,

Stay anchored in your prime,

Do not allow the winding stairs,

And doorways shut with age,

To keep your light from coming through,

And trap you in a cage,

Allow the scarlet ray of light,

A flower on the mend,

To come to you with strengthened hope,

A true gift does it send,

For scarlet love will be restored,

Upon the waking day,

Awaken now the light inside,

And be now on your way.