Reallity of Metaphor...Rose

How ancient be the mystic Rose
the present me,a rite of passage
tucked between the written prose
rising spirit within' the masses

Metaphoric our fragrant flower
meteoric rise  to power
attitude of love project
knowledge lost to those inept

Enmeshed in flesh,the physical
the stem which leads to spiritual
the eye of all atop the spinal
budding bloom our Godly mental

Understanding,key for many
outer self are thorns unsteady
negative action hurtful deem
retaliate of hate foreseen

Life could be a bed of Rose
if in our mind,our mental pose
without the thorny outgrowth,fear
within' is love to cherish dear.........
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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