The Rose Poem by Valerie Dohren
The Rose
Calm the night and stilled the sea
Bathed in its tranquility
A fleeting glimpse of death`s repose
Gently stirred the sleeping rose
(But still too blind to understand
I let it wither in my hand)
The lifeless form fell to the earth
There again to find new birth
For withered though the rose may be
Its seed lives on eternally
Classic! Tell me anything, I 'll accept it! You are the Rose! Thank you!
Oh, so very beautiful....as a rose. This is the first time I read this, and I can see what I was missing. How beautifully you created this poem, it is almost magical. Thank you for sharing your blessing!
Thanks Valerie. There is truth in it. Check my update, 'The Finest Rose'.
some roses wither. some roses bloom. only time will tell whether this rose's seed shall wither or bloom!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/8/2024 11:51:03 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A really wonderful poem. A great poem. May i invite you to read my new poem called, Time machine.