Cycles
A rosebud blooms- begins its earthly ride
through life; with sun and rain it must contend.
And day by day, its petals open wide-
all stages lead to fullness in the end.
When cold winds make it wither in the Fall-
as life and death, their endless duet sing,
the petals drop. It then awaits the call
of life- awakened with the coming Spring.
The tireless earth holds promise for new fruit,
though signs of death are surely there to see.
The rose relies on wisdom of its root
to make it bloom when Winter sets it free.
The seasons of all things hold much in store-
for life brings death which brings new life once more.
October 18, 2020
For The Contest: Have You Published?
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
A poem from my 2nd book, "Heartfelt Sonnets"
published 2017, 94 pages, 100 Sonnets.
Sold on Amazon.com and BarnesandNoble.com
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