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.........