Salient Rose

''She is that within nature which is not known, which is quite possibly unknowable and so provides no certainty. She may express a sense of potential, but with a complete lack of promise. She is the mystery we long for and the emptiness we fear losing ourselves within.'' *

I just want the cruel, with the wind upon my wing.

'Cruel, be cruel to me.'

She acts this way in order to find herself; in order to find her truest self.

'Becoming someone else, in order to know who I really am.

Pushing my boundaries, within and around me.'

*

'You and your Roses,

crawling with me. Calling,

calling..

''Did you find peace there?''

'It is peace that I am afraid of.'

''There is nothing to be afraid of.''

And poking through in the distance, were her eyes - 

a delicate shade of green and red,

amongst thorns, amongst webs.

And then she appeared, as Roses do

- sharp, and rusty

as if decaying on the inside.

And she danced along to the fiddle,

in tune with the rhythm, and in tune with the stars.

And as sure as deep, as the hidden moon,

remembering all, that shame can bring;

she knew to never stop dancing..

No, she will never stop dancing.

*

And she loved again, and she stole his heart...

''Remembering all that she could bring.''

'I loved his face, I loved all and everything,

within and around him,

but he bore me pain, and he bore me suffering.

And he stole my heart..

He killed me.'

*

We tread so near,

and yet we breathe so cold.

Now bottled in a jar;

inescapable.

''..in order to lose myself

in absolute reflection.''

*'Kissing the Hag - Emma Restall Orr