Flight of the Rose
Flight of the Rose
Soft petals of pale pink rose,
Each engraved in eulogy,
Rise on the white wings of dawn,
Take flight over calm waters
Lapping at the line
Dividing land’s end and endless sea,
To shoulder tears
In intervals of benediction’s breath
Reflections of a full bloom –
Courageous warrior and woman -
In final surrender
To the invading army that overwhelms
A single soul in the dark calyx of fading night
Rose, alone with only shallow breaths
To caress her hand
To prepare for her last flight.
Sea scented morning
Gives wings requiem
To chant the sojourn’s odyssey,
A solo elegy sung
By one voice as the four winds
Gather four seas
And fleeting four seasons
Into resurrection past the good fight.
6-16-22
Contest: Flight 2
Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cooke
Based on a true story told to me by a hospice nurse friend who tended a dying woman, alone. She was so touched in grieving she went to the ocean and scattered rose petals in the woman’s memory – her final flight into Heaven’s caress.
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