The Land that is Mine
I'm elusive and strange...
showers splash over me as I
take on an ever changing form,
my many shades of pink alter as
sunlight reflects on my petals,
a prick of my thorny limbs
can pierce the skin...behold
such beauty and pain together,
my one bud once so compact it
stands so tall and proud...
now spreads out like mountains
across a fresh seeded valley,
I open wide my petals to the
great ever changing vastness of
space...no more the sky to see
only the earth...my many winged
shapes weaken cut off from my core,
dissolving to the soil once more...
again to nourish and sustain my
roots...the Land that is mine.