The Symbol, the Flower

Where do roses bloom…? Somebody asked to whom. A lake beside a mountain, A rose there is frightened. The smell of roses spread. Where do roses bloom…? Many of them are in my bed, Waiting to see you naked in front of the moon. Your body, uncountable times a have seen, But, your soul is always within. Where do roses bloom…? Your love fades away in the afternoon. Because you can't be mine, This world is an outline Of feelings that vanished too soon. Where do roses bloom…? ----------------------------------------------------------- || This flower is often a symbol, But all those who try to understand it, Can't comprehend it, Because love and knowledge are not ours; they are too nimble. The breeze of life carries nothing. Its wind bears no misfitting. It is calm and troubleless, No one or nothing receives a second guess. --------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------- ||| Where do roses bloom? Thus answered whom: “Does not matter where they bloom, It is and will be. Of nothing it is in need, So, be you. I will be me. All requirements we meet. Life only until the unavoidable doom”. IV Roses here do not bloom. Sadness roam…