Rose

Why do you hide rose?

When the amber turns crescent 

Why do you wither, just one touch

Turning your roots bent

Rose, sweet rose

Why do you hesitate 

Why don’t you unfurl your fragrance 

Rose, resilient rose

You’ve been trained to be like the wildflowers

But rose 

They don’t acknowledge your personna

Oh dear rose, 

Why don’t you let down your walls 

They need to get rid of the thorns

Before they experience the enchantment of your silken red corolla 

A texture, one of a kind

Rose, I understand 

They parasite on your earth

Remember, the wanderer exclaims at your silhouette 

The loveliest hearts lie behind screens of spicules 

Only the worthy ones cross

Rose, you may not have a lot of visitors, for they’re afraid of getting hurt

But deep down, all long for your soul