Crimson Rose

The rose embraced the lattice

as it climbed to reach the sky

it's subtle shade of crimson

to be adored by tearful eye.

As the rose did reach for glory

the warming sun gave its caress

in the earth it's seed was planted

coolness lingered, gave success.

Of the earth the rose protected

the flower knew the price it owed

to share it's beauty and it's essence

to offer love then watch it grow.

There was always hope for beauty

but the blessing came at cost

to touch the rose as it did grow

brought pain that was not sought.

There were scarred ones ever present

whose search for glory met the thorn

these undeserved jumped from stem to stem

their lack of loving brought them scorn.

So as the rose grew slowly

those that looked on it in awe

were given gifts of kindness

the scarred ones hearts did never thaw.

Then the lattice ended

no more room for rose to grow

as the flower reached the top

the stem did halt it's steady flow.

At that there was a sight to see

all that looked upon did sigh

the rose began to bloom at last

as all watched with steady eye.

As the flower opened

it's beauty seemed to tint the sky

all those present stood in silence

while unmatched beauty came to eye.

There was a scream of pain and loss

as hate and horror left the others

the haunted cry for understanding

was met with the touch of brothers.

As the flower showed itself

it offered peace and love

it's beauty and its essence

swept upon them from above.

all who thought, and dreamed and loved

were blessed with peaceful calm

and forgiveness for the scarred ones

came upon them all in song.

The lesson of the rose is known

there is pain in loving others

there is scarring from the thorns of life

there is joy in loving brothers.

So when you sense its essence

and you look upon it's beauty

remember you are not alone

living your life fully is your duty.