how can i befriend the rose?
she does not lack
for admirers, yet
how many eager suitors
would pluck her
tightly bound
in hopes
that she will bloom
in captivity.
but i,
i would let her be -
just as she is,
to flourish and thrive
on the vine -
in sunlight and rain,
darkness and moonbeam,
thorns and all.
-stacy wills (7/8/2012)
4 comments:
When I see and read your work, my whole body sighs into contentment.
Sigh.
Sink.
Sigh
Sink.
I am at peace.
thank you, louise...that's so lovely to hear. :-)
oh my, your poem is sooooo powerful and beautiful...and I love the image too...
thanks, bev!
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