Monthly Archive: August 2014

Silence of the rose

Soon enough that’s all there will be –
dust and stone and eternity, and

Flowers that will bloom in gentle sun,
when the time that we have has begun
to descend, and as we begin gentle repose
all that remains is the watchful rose.

Who softly sheds it’s petals, weeping
when we are all quiet, and still, and sleeping.