A Rose Glistens

Passage of a year

A rose glistens with the morning dew

A child awakens to the smells of autumn

A kitchen filled with the scents

Of fresh spices from the garden

A crow is heard upon the wind

The forest across the glad

Is filled with the sounds of the hounds on the hunt

Old man winter's time of awakening draws near

The last of the harvest has been stowed away

An autumn babe blessed by the fairies of old

Suckles at the breast of a women fresh to the world

Winter arrives with the paws of the winter wolves

The rose once bright and red

Is now blued by the first breath of winter

The world now sleeps

Under a blanket of snow and ice

That lies in the wake of the winter wolves

All things change with the passage of time

The seasons are not exempt from this ancient decree

The winter wolves are chased away by the cats of spring

Their flaming claws break away the shroud

Of the winter wolves passing

The rose breaks free from its icy cage

The babe of autumn's blessing

Is now the yearling of spring

The phoenix rises new to the sky

Farmers to the field begin the planting

Lovers Flutter through the sky

The cats of spring lie down in fields of jasmine

Letting their souls desire

Bring forth the new generation

The hawks of summer burst forth

From the cats of spring

Mighty storms form

In the wake of the hawks of summer

The torrents of wind and rain

Replenishes the thirsty land

The night of summer

Are filled with the sounds of life

Young ones come forth

To play in the solace of the cool night air

But the night too follows the ancient decree

It breaks to the mornings touch

But not before weeping at its loss

A rose glistens with the morning dew