an opportunity

one eye open
one eye closed
an opportunity falls out of the sky
only later, much later
when the fragrance lingers
i see
the white roses
never have they bloomed so lavishly
the garden heavy with their scent
i breath deeply
maybe just maybe
this is the almighty way
eventually all roses turn to snow


this is for Galen
Galen
join his flash 55
thanks to the 'cramped hand writers' group in Whitehorse
with Jessica Simon(from Ice to Ahes)
and eva