rose in perfect bloom
Weathering a mild, sunny spring.
Each day sustains a rapture deep and blue,
No hint of ultimate darkness seeping through,
Though roses are well-versed in suffering.
Yet now, for happiness, there's ample
Even mystic lovers of the
In darkness feel the same rhapsodic madness
Given all who keep the sky in view,
Heaven light or dark, in joy or sadness,
The lovely rose afire with delight.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon