The Beauty Of The Rose

Where lies the beauty of the rose?

The delicate petals are pleasing enough.

The charming flower that represents love,

It's fragrant bloom the scent of Summer.

A staple in the traditional British garden,

Reminiscent of times long ago.

The romance of a walled garden,

Love blooming in the tranquillity.

Perhaps the beauty in the rose lies not in the appearance,

But in the details,what is not, at first noticeable.

The strong stem, a foundation for that bonny flower,

The subtle thorns.

Reminding us that danger lies within the beauty.

Not all is, as it first appears.

The razor point in contrast to the rounded petals,

The curves and the edges, the soft and the sharp.

Perhaps it isn't the colour of the petals that draws the eye,

But the simple truth of the thorn.

Which shows the beauty of the rose.

The magic of the story lies within the telling,

The beauty of the rose lies within the seeing.

As is a good story, the rose is timeless,

Unchanging throughout the years.

The flower represents love,

The thorn is pain.

The rose contains both,

The love of the past,the pain of the present.

Traditionally the symbol for lovers,

It has withstood the test of time.

The ancient walled garden,

Now a ruin of it's former glory.

Today it still contains,

The Ghost of a Thorn Among The Roses.