THE LIGHTEST ROSE
The lightest rose
Falls into the stream of joy
Wanting to keep its shape
To no avail, falls again
The lightest rose
Flutters with the wind
Knowing it will place a seed to grow
Into a flower of thought
The lightest rose
Hides beneath the stream
Wanting to climb its way out
And burst into life
A rose of thought
A rose of travel
A rose grows
Only to gain better color in the spring
*Grace
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