Whispers of a rosebud

that speaks from within,

of an undulating journey

from an unseen land,

with white doves and pink balloons

for company along the way.

The dove soars with banners,

red and pulsing life, the balloon,

wafts  with tomorrow's yonders

When the soft petals open

in that fertile bed,

the rosebud waves goodbye

to the stars overhead.

01/09/2005