Jan 12
Tears of a rose
Will soak and stain
They're from her heart
They're stored up rain
They come from heaven
To flow down thorns
They sing in screams
From her lips torn
They can be acid
To burn the bloom
They can be crystal
Reflecting moons
The rose will open
In dead of night
The tears from petals
Refract the light
They cascade down
Drop from the leaves
For her soul
She sits and grieves
For her soul
The drops fall down
They feed her roots
Under the ground
They bring her back
The legend goes
There's healing in
Tears of a rose
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc aka
SøułSurvivør
(C) 10/3/2017
I was talking to a friend back in '16. Praying with her. She just endured a tremendous life setback. Said she couldn't stop crying. This metaphor came to my mind. This poem is for my dear friend. It is my sincerest hope that it brings healing.
Will soak and stain
They're from her heart
They're stored up rain
They come from heaven
To flow down thorns
They sing in screams
From her lips torn
They can be acid
To burn the bloom
They can be crystal
Reflecting moons
The rose will open
In dead of night
The tears from petals
Refract the light
They cascade down
Drop from the leaves
For her soul
She sits and grieves
For her soul
The drops fall down
They feed her roots
Under the ground
They bring her back
The legend goes
There's healing in
Tears of a rose
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc aka
SøułSurvivør
(C) 10/3/2017
I was talking to a friend back in '16. Praying with her. She just endured a tremendous life setback. Said she couldn't stop crying. This metaphor came to my mind. This poem is for my dear friend. It is my sincerest hope that it brings healing.
