Outside my window

Picture by Grace @ EverydayAmazing 

The roses are abounding

    like tiara of rubies & silk

        umbrellas unfolding in the rain 

Do you see each petal glistening

    ruffled red, lavish as the sunset     

        leaning in to inhale the last days of spring

Each neck arching to the clear sky  

    slender & long as crowned cranes-

        bones tender under the prickled flesh 

Do you hear the energy & pulse beating   
     of the seeds in its bosom or curling of roots  
         in the soil, sturdy even in harsh winter season

Are its memories intact when cut & wrapped
    into a bouquet or pressed dry between the pages-             

       Or does it make new ones, birthing & rising anew-                  

I marvel at the mystery- 

    And I am content with not knowing more

       As I gaze at their beauty framing my window      

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