Miracle of a Rose

He tried to hold it back
But it ran away
The beauty on his face
Ran away…
Detaching itself like the miracle of a rose
Falling back in the snowy lap of winter
Blue and white, the twilight lasts forever
He tried to hold it back
But it ran away
The beauty of his face
Detaching itself like the miracle of a rose
Falling back in the snowy lap of winter’s sleeping beauty
Blue and white, the twilight lasts forever
Lest the angel’s cease to dance
Dancing on the graves of Jasmine & Lilac
The ladder was a liar though she smelled the sweetest wine
And the rose wept pearls for the final autumn sun
Who set in golden glory, a humble kindly lord
One who bows down to the moon
And showers her with glimmer
And always begs her pardon
Praise her muted silver