The Rose Bush

Morning sun kisses over the stilled earth
Fingers of light touching all in dawns’ day birth
Its warming glow embraces those that are found
Dew drops alight that glisten softly around

In a garden distinct from the bounty of others
The sun spreads over leisurely in warm golden showers
A rose bush sits kindly bathing in affectionate glow
Warm heartedly and welcoming in the earth it does grow

Buried deep within the roots is the rose bush journal
Secrets kept sacredly and forever they are eternal
Rose buds of a delightful pink play carelessly about
Thoughtlessly mature in the green thorns throughout

Petals stretching out peacefully in the suns golden flush
Yielding silky rose blossoms whose colours do blush
Each delicious bloom unique in private design and hue
Together confess a bouquet of sweet aroma that is true

Lined in the confidence of the branches thorns are concealed
Each ensuring that the rose bush secrets are never revealed
Resolute action delivered with a swift cut that is merely just
For the secrets confided by the rose bush and those who do lust

It is here at this moment in time that all can be discovered
Hands that gently laze about in the soil and all is recovered
Bury your secrets in the inner recesses of the rose bush’s power
Let your heart soar boundlessly and swell serenely as a flower

As the sun draws back and the light begins to fade
Darkness crawls in covering the rose bush in shade
We will rest quietly and undisturbed in sweet sleep
While the rose bush stands proudly our secrets it will keep

interesting idea of the secrets of love residing in the earth below the rose bush

A rose by any other name...so much inspiration derived from the rose...there is such beauty in the delight of your expression here.