Where The Roses Dazzle Poem by Stavros Skamagkis

Far away on a eastern mountain,
a rose was found with a living breath
a burning breath that a cold heart could madden
to all desires could give birth.


Though this rose was not red
to every battle it had led.

But a battle among those
would disrupt the spirit's laws.

For a battle was not won
it was meant to stand for long.

For that battle was not lost
For the flame battles frost.

Mesmerized your eyes were
with it's color's dazzling blur.


Mesmerized you kept on
To it's warmth you held on.


For inside the mountain's muzzle
is where the roses dazzle.