Monday, July 18, 2011

Rose Petals

In my cave, alone and sad, I drift into a dream
I'm walking in a field with white fences and beautiful flowers
The sky begins to darken not from sunset but from rainclouds
A tall white gazebo approaches me and I step under it's pavilion just as the rain comes down
The first thing I can think to do is smile as the wind rushes past
The smell of rebirth climbs my nostrils allowing the opportunity to move on
I try to grab this moment for as long as I can
This petal of a moment flies through the air out of my reach
Leaping into the rain, I sprint for my joy
I come to a cliff and pause just for a moment
Then LEAP
Falling, still just out of reach of the rose petal
The ground quickly approaches and I awake
Sweat gleams upon my face once the light slowly crawls into my cave
The morning sun brings a present of a morning shower
And with it a breeze carrying a one single rose petal
I stand and look out my stony tomb and see the sun peak through the clouds
It's a new day


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