Sunday, April 22, 2012

You are here, my heart filled with roses*

You are here, my heart filled with roses*

A cool breeze, as this afternoon brought
Deep within me, there is something I sought
I see a beauty, she is being still as I know
With my stillness, this beauty is a rose
So I come out of this calm meditation and see
This rose, how gentle she is, staring back at me


Dom*Colucci 2012
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