There is this rose, <br />In a garden beautiful; <br />And as life goes, <br />With thorns cruel. <br /> <br />Among the blossoms, <br />From earth seeds; <br />As the life possums, <br />And the roots concedes. <br /> <br />Like dragonflies above the trees, <br />In knowledge and abilities; <br />Finding out each contiguities, <br />In colored ways and poetries. <br /> <br />The blue of world beyond, <br />When clouds drift away; <br />Not to this earth bond, <br />Each night or new day. <br /> <br />With profound sky around, <br />So deep in its applique; <br />The horizon line is found, <br />Inside all this quixote. <br /> <br />Like dragonflies above the trees, <br />In knowledge and abilities; <br />Finding out each contiguities, <br />In colored ways and poetries. <br /> <br />Our world is so beautiful, <br />Daydreams fading into sun; <br />Their ways quite ignitible, <br />To break out of our ration. <br /> <br />Our spirt flies away high, <br />To get to the gleaming stars; <br />Let your imaginations try, <br />Radio waves distance pulsars. <br /> <br />Like dragonflies above the trees, <br />In knowledge and abilities; <br />Finding out each contiguities, <br />In colored ways and poetries.<br /><br />Peter S. Quinn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/among-the-blossoms-from-rock-star/
