There is a rose tree

There is a rose tree

In the garden

It stands,

An allegory

Of forbearance

In harsh times

Withstanding deprivation

Weathering all storms

Blooming in its time

To save summer

Lift a cup

Spill the wine

A single drop

Upon the white

Purity is like that

A random act

Of kindness

Brings redemption

Watch it grow

Regardless of who reads

The promise

There is a singlemind

Of purpose

In the design

It will endure

Collude

With any interlude

In husbandry

Purity is like that

It is not the action

But its meaning

Feed the soil

With the kindness

In your soul

Release control

The rose will grow.