BLUE ROSE

BLUE    ROSE

There it grows

-in the Garden

through the Hand of Providence;

a flower so unique,

assembled in petals of soft silk;

-upright upon a dainty stem

-upright above a thorny bush

-upright and dolefully gazing 

with its upturned face

into Me,

and My azure Expansiveness

Blue Rose

let the Breezes of Tomorrow

tear you,

and blow you Upwards

into Me..................

__neelam sethi

   23.09.2012