Poem 206:

Roses from a Summer Fallen

Roses from a summer fallen
arise in sprays of a fountain mist,
reflecting quiet moments in the storm,
tidal waves waiting within the spray.

for the silence not heard,
the tidal waves that await
remind the rose that winter
also resides, within the mist.

© 2015 by James Spruell All rights reserved

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