Intrigued By the Rose

I woke today to a morning brisk chill Autumn has broken - the leaves soon turn The picturesque beauty truly mesmerized my soul I look at the morning sky wondering why Each new born day - trembles my mind with awe Clouds dreary they stimulate vibes I truly breathe this air- breathless Cold - i view the tress soon die And the roses bloom no more Death do us part to say it is pointless I balance my day recollecting to morn Of the sunshine on my face - I decide Beauty be it may be in my eyes the leaves Coloring hues - inch by inch in my sight As the day comes to us so close, I view the day And watch the stars in the galaxy in the twilight The rose is dead - indeed in the ground The petals bear love - none to be found So as winter then approaches - the seed The roots - I keep in my memory And the long stem - I see taunting my senses That old blush is no longer on the fences May I mourn! I wake each born new day Knowing the beauty in the soil beneath the snow And the frost bit , but yet the death I speculate - life after death - I see The rose revives and I see it in my eyes The reality! God proved with the elegant rose Just for me.