Frosted Rose
1/20/13
You seek no audience
As you turn imperceptibly toward the sun
Lifting your face
Melting the crystals
Frozen tears of joy and loss
Catching my eye in their beauty
Resting on your tender petals
Glittering your vibrant color
I love you more for knowing
Within the hour this will be gone
Ichigo Ichie
"One time, one meeting"
the beauty of impermanence. Thank you for sharing this moving poem.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely beautiul. Lyrical...
ReplyDeleteRuth
Oh my goodness, don't know whether I love the words or the image most ... glad I got to enjoy both!
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely photo and poem.
ReplyDeleteLove your words and the frozen rose. The ice gives such a different beauty to nature.
ReplyDeletefabulous !
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