Sunday, February 2, 2014


Life is a tangled
thorn of roses.

Clearing the path,
we must keep
some of the thorns–
a balance between
joy and pain. 

At the end of the path, 
I see a beautiful rose–
velvet petals unfolding,
sitting upon a perfect stem
with thorns that look strong and

All of life comes
to a still point in 
that one rose
that carries my
gaze into

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