Relase part II

The rose now finished, void of life
petals outside hard, not soft and bright
water is murky, like vision clouded
as the petals fall off, I am astounded
to find life, moisture under layers grey
outer shell penetrates to a brighter day
aroma is pleasant, stem stands proud
perchance sunlight might be found
and growth again from ground solid
Resurrection to reality rose departed
seeds scattered in the wind they blow
Discover the world on journeys undergo
Cycle continues, forgotten pasts clear
Sun rises in the west, the day is here.

1. the rose which grew from concrete Says:
   November 27th, 2007 at 12:38 am

   Loving the new posts, keep the flow going!! Can read them over and over and keep finding a different meaning in each one.