Pink Rose petals found
On the ground
all around.
Pink petals tattered
and torn,
blown away
from the thorn
by the storm.
You swept up
handfuls of petals.
Now holding
rose essence,
deeply kept.
Fill a jar of full of pink petals
In remedy of memories bereft
Find essence released.
A concentrated whiff.
My heart is pleased.
Smell the torn, spent, petals
Scents to awaken the soul.
It’s not what you imagined
as you both have grown old.
All is not lost,
while essence remains.
We make sweet
love potions,
transforming the pain.
This Tree of Pink Roses
has one side as bare
as Winter.
A grieving place so hard
to enter.
The other side blooms,
enough love to share.
and with it brings,
an eternal Spring,
Together we gather
Petals lost…
Together we let settle
the cost.
A recipe for alchemy,
layers of petals,
Covered with brandy,
Topped with honey,
Steeped in love.
A triple infusion,
of petals found,
No longer lost
in confusion.
A memory to
ground the past.
A remedy for
love that lasts.
Alchemical essence
gives potency to life.
A legacy of love,
beauty and sacrifice.
What was lost,
and withered away.
What was bare
with nothing more to say.
Let go of beauty
Nothing stays the same.
Let go your cares,
The truth is plain.
Winds blowing
Here and there,
bringing changes
from spiritual heirs.
My heart rearranges.
Set free the petals
from this pink rose tree.
So we may find ourselves
Together and free.
Gathering essence,
from the ground.
Gathering together when
friends come round.
This Soul rescue remedy
Heals the heart
of what may be,
Creating a love
of potency.
Awaken the Sacred Dream 