A Roses' Petal Poem by Dawson Walter Smith

To walk the petal of a rose,
on a coffin under a tombstone.
Would mean to have walked the halls of the otherside,
yet still here above ground.

To look down from the sky,
and see the Cemetary.
Would give me a chance to breath,
And see life finally.

To pass to the otherside,
With what started not through.
Would be the wrong way,
One could have ever knew.

But to return having understood,
That is death and this is life.
Sheds fear to worry,
about a world of strife.

To stay and get to see,
What the ending hath shown.
Is the only way to leave,
Life with a purpose known.