Soul Rose Poem by Hexaglonia Hanabusa

There has been a rose,
Blunt yet blooms with might,
For red savours bravery,
From which mighty souls are born,

The soul,
You have the might to master it,
For it has always been yours,
A white canvas of a sunless sky,

The sun,
So bright yet so far from reach,
Brimming with warmth which soothes the soul,
And you are the bright sun itself,

Blinded by devotion to the past,
Yet devours it for the future,
As time which ravages spaces,
You are the rose that blooms inside it.