An isolated princess once resided
Under a canopy of rainbow
It was an undiscovered realm of dreams;
It remained untouched by human hands.
Not a single blotch of greedy black
Polluted its pure flower canvas.
As the sun rose to greet no one but herself,
At that time that day, she'd rise to meet the earth,
And pick each white flower
As if it were the last thing she'd see.
In a sea of pure white, innocent and unashamed,