A Rose

talking about a traveler in nature

A rose blooms at night
The daffodils fly upon the wind
Casting themselves down the mountainside
To renew life again

Lilies grow next to a pond
And dandelions hide amongst the rocks
Defending their castles
On the verdant plain

The wind carries nature’s song
Through hills
And valleys
Till it meets the sea

Birds, like surfers
Ride waves of wheat
And shrubs mock the wind
Holding fast their ground

Trees strain to touch the clouds
And moss points the way
For travelers looking
For the rose that blooms at night