TIME OF ROSES

TIME OF ROSES

There was a time
And this was the time –
Golden sun and white light
Of Roses

There was time
And this was the time
From flowing hight hills,
rushing water
Of Roses

Whistling sound of wind
Eerie space and place
Planted field rushing
Whit light
of Roses

There was a time
And this is the time
To rend
To weep
To leap

He is me,
And we look down–
Down from the hight,
Blue-green of sea;
Trees glowing bright
Soft petals
Of Roses

I am he, he is me
We look down–
Down from the hight
Wind’s breath - heart breath
Honey milk
Roses