[the Water Rose] Poem by Empath In flames

A stone for each memory,
A ripple for the amendment.
The vibration it seems to look the same.

Though it’s re-action….
It’s density …
Is very much unlike the cause.
To which had proceeded
Long enough to be noticed.

I’ve had time to reflect upon these thoughts.
If I can not change time,
Time will change me.
I respectfully gain wisdom for the sorrow.
As I strengthen my mass in divinity…

I can hear this silence that
forever expects me to cave.
The memories are my addiction.
My everlasting gaze.

For pain, that falls.
As rose fades away…
The image,
I will never forget…

For this beauty I have learnt
The past Blooms.
It converts to be reborn.
And Dies once again..

To a rose,
For it's symbol.
For the pond...
It's creator...



~Empath~