Black Rose

Mysterious and lovely

Petals of ebony

Dew making her sparkle

Glimmering in the moonlight

Lovely in her fragility

Her beauty cannot be ignored

Artfully crafted by Our Lord

Even something bark

Can be beautiful

So, be not fooled

By how gothic something may be—

The true soul shines through

Take a second look

Do not fear

Miracles exist everywhere.

December 18, 2004