There still lie some places
Untouched by man and women
Primordial to the Earth
Where the mist and fog have a home
Shrouded by a touch of the unknown
Maybe magic even
Where roses bloom in Death’s hand
And it’s in the air and water
Dancing all around in the life of us
Where everything is give and then take
And even Death makes the worst mistake
For we all end up wanting
Dressing our graves in efflorescence
Wherever we can dance in our minds
Reborn like roses