–Sonnet (Untitled)– 3-11-07

Like ribbons– wide and swirling swaths of light
That capture moving rhythms– colour-filled
Expressions– budding, bursting full and bright
With pulsing life force vibrant, pure, distilled
Into a figure: nature’s fairest rose.
A blossom crowned with glory– filled with fame
That bridges ages past to those more close–
As petals bend to trumpet loud the name
Amidst the crowd. A moment passes– hush–
With tender homage paid by rev’rent lips
Caressing nature– springtime’s gentlest blush
Arrayed– a fragrance breathed in hearty sips.
It stands majestic, proud and tall in bloom
So frail, yet strong– one rose can fill a room.