Oh Rose, will you wake from your slumber?
Oh Rose, will you climb from the dirt?
There are shadows approaching;
they darken the sun —
Oh Rose, find your root, take the world.
Oh Rose, do you know they are praying?
Oh Rose, they are crying for you!
Their hearts, how they’ve blackened,
so they tend your soil —
Oh Rose, spread your petals, pursue.
Oh Rose, what is it that you’ve done?
Oh Rose, there is blood on your hands!
You've choked from the earth
the spirits sheltered —
Oh Rose, steel your stem and withstand.
Art by Russ Mills: http://smashcave.com/art-design/contemporary-paintings-by-russ-mills/