Just Watching
Just Watching Ripe roses Heavy with raindrops Bowing to anoint the earth Sweet water Released from perfect lingering droplets. Petals separate Floating gently Sailing on the lightness of air Oh Time, slow down Tumbling hues of pink Cascading over pink. Transformation A whole new pattern of design This inspired creative frenzy Seemingly random Yet somehow perfectly organized. A creation dies... a creation is born. Susan S. Naja 97/11 Copyright © Sign in to see full entry.