Rose Suspended

Rose Suspended

The Rose could have blossomed, but didn’t

could have died, but hasn’t

suspended in perfect beauty

neither here nor there

The Rose that helped that gypsy

if only for one instant

that rose from within

arousing an illusion

But what is a mind without illusion

and a heart without beauty

and what is adventure without gypsies

or soul without passion

It is alive!, that Rose

although suspended

its petals are breathing and drinking

life’s saving waters

Its passion is to prove beauty

to those who behold her,

the Rose, and be there

with them. Forever.

by María Elena