Gracias
Roses spilling blooming fountains
blossoming from hand, ribbons dangling down
tokens appreciating life during rites
of life
Where did roses come from? How is it
they are so beautiful, so cultivated?
Did The Universe know they would be
prized and make them, these queens
of flowers?
Or is it just that we decided–an elevation
of taste like chrysanthemums
in Asia?
Birds sing signalling redemption,
this new day, this new season
deliveries of fresh dawns
relentless freshness
And their lungs,
so many varied synrinx whistles
warbling signature songs through
music box throats–
What shape the key but
a kind of sheer permeating cheer?
~ Lady