AWARENESS

Those sleepy roses

are dreaming in the narrow

mountainous regions

that borders my soul.

I open them petal by petal,

feeling their ethereal fragrance

as the faint moon rises, enveloping

my ever expanding universe.

The shadows of my soul falls

on my ownerless heart.

There is a rainbow shaft of

light there though.

Few are those who can see it.

-I am a narrative-

My self unfolds.

I exist from all eternity.

Those sleepy roses shine forth

and I know deep inside

I am unique,

I am all that has been, that is

and that will always be.

Karla Bardanza