Blue Rose Poem by Wangchat konyak

A smile of my Blue Rose is rare-
Sweet like a dew in the desert.
She is a blessing to the beholder-
A true phenomenon of love.
She is a morning sunshine-
A ray of delight and peace.
She is in the air I breath,
A treasure of my life.
She is the mountain peak,
A valley of the fertile land.
She is the stillness depth of ocean,
A murmuring stream of hope.
She is the bluish sky,
A shelter to the countless stars.
She is the shadow of night,
A lantern of the easeful day.
She is the melodious song,
A wandering soul quest to hear.
She is the most beautiful woman,
Whose trust in God never ceased.
She is a Blue Rose. She dwells above.

By Wangchat Konyak