THE YOUNG MAN BY THE ROSES

“It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.” 
― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

He lays him down so oftentimes
Still thinking of grand paradigms
And look! A rosebush sees him

Its roses blush for it is spring
And naturally start to sing
He, listening to their sweet hymn

The roses speak of love gone by
And revelling, he wonders why
I must be dreaming, o Lord

Such beauty nature brings! Such bliss
The rosebush renders me love’s kiss
A rose to gladden my heart

Soon, when he meets a lovely girl
And butterflies within him whirl
And whole his world is spinning

He’ll climb the holy mount of love
That ecstasy from high above
Be part of his bold winning

Come

Nothing in life is to be feared. It is only to be understood.
Marie Curie (1867-1934) French Physicist

 

 

 


Audio of the poem you can read as you scroll down

 

Come, let me just hold you, Fear
You may squeeze me, here here
When you’re sobbing it’s okay
I’m here for you

Life can be hard, I know you know
But look, there in the meadow
For everyone there is a way
Of happiness

Your problems may seem titanic
But I ask you not to panic
His hands can crush all your demons
Come