a single rose on a rosebush, in this barren land
what keeps you alive?
strength of will, a guardian angel, & love’s own dream
for which you survive.
the rain won’t come, & the sun will beat you
are you trembling?
the stars at night, their softening light, a small delight
the dark winds bring.
this song becomes a silent sadness, not the fairy tale
that it may seem.
the desert rose weeps all alone, & the dream of love
is only a dream…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem