secret growth

If a rose can grow out of the concrete

The absence of light created its petals

Therefore we are mislead

As it is it's thorns that we must embrace

Facing its fears, from the darkness it appears

A flower that has bloomed above a forsaken place

Could it be that our life is fathomed by ones capability to be discreet..

If a rose can grow out of the concrete...

Perhaps I will too..conform to its lead