Heavens Rose

Beholding this heuristic flower which grows.... Astonishment amid the midst of the deserts dust Isolations guise so shunned, this beauty it seems Emitting an emollient fragrance as such A nardostachys jatamansi ~ This healing and soothing ointment as rains Loving cup, of sanctities moments such placid waters Now rising from the parched soils of once barrenness As a mastic mist of laudatories measures Blanket it, with flourishings of precious dew An inflorescent jasmine Metamorphing into a prismatic rose Before these melodious stones which smile.... As they gaze upon this magnificent splendour Within a world wherein some still question as to how Could this ever be? This renewing of such trodden petals; rousing And once crushed by the very hands Which now stand within bewildered wonderment As they blink their sting rayed eyes....How? These second chances of a new born life The Resurrection, of a once lost soul.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Heavens Rose ~ Note: Smile ~ This is not an attack upon anyone but "A Song of Hope & Faith!?" ~ "'Love,' Always," John!:) ~