The Stale Rose
By Regnhild
Born from a seed,
Bolstered with Gaia's nurturing,
This
young and tender green
grew into a beautiful flower.
To
play in Nature's garden,
under the Sun's kiss,
pure; as yet
unmarred
to continue to thrive was my only wish.
Gaily
the garden would play
with the Fae of the Vale,
The Breezes
would sway
the guardian Bower that hid this Dell.
Rain
would visit; leaving behind
cooling moisture, to refresh
Our
verdant limbs that would open and find
giving our worries up to
the rest
As I grew into the fullness of youth,
He entered
one day
With a smile that was smooth
And talked in such a way
That any who heard; who listened
would gather around
And find they would be missing
A piece of themselves, taken away
by his sounds.
Once he gathered, up my vines,
Binding
my roots, building a wall,
Blocking out the wondrous sunshine
Ignoring my needs, my urgent call.
He left there, cold and
alone,
Rain could not find me,
surrounded by a prison of grey
weathered stone.
Forgotten by the garden and the bees.
Several years passed, amongst the stone.
I struggled, the vitality
fading,
My petals losing their colors and tone.
The garden to
me, no longer bade.
Then, when the future was only dark,
As the cold began to set in
In the distance flashed a spark
A hint of a generous grin.
This grin came to heal
Through
the loving touch of you.
Rebirth through your zeal
to care
for one that had been left abused.
You shattered the walls,
You freed the bonds.
You mended the flaws,
with your romantic
songs.
Your hands caress the swollen bruises
Full of concern
and tenderness
You let Sun back in
You showed Rain where I
was.
The Fae once again with me began to play.
As you
released my bound roots and vines,
Then Wind began to stay near,
as you say
Those honey filled words upon which my heart began to
dine.
The vibrancy returned, my strength filled,
through
your support, your encompassing affections.
Time finally expressed
and allowed me to see
my true soulmate, introduced through your
devotions.
Thank you for being my Soul, my Sun,
my Moon,
my Universe, my World.
Your endless love, still leaves me stunned.
You give me Wings allowing this Rose to soar.
Simply saying
thank you does not express
the depth of emotion that overflows.
You are simply the best
of any and all that I know.
Written and Copyrighted by Anne Denese Rhoney.