A ROSE BY THE LIVING WATERS

"By a voice he saith: Hear me, ye divine offspring, and bud forth as the rose planted by the brooks of waters. [18] Give ye a sweet odour as frankincense. [19] Send forth flowers, as the lily, and yield a smell, and bring forth leaves in grace, and praise with canticles, and bless the Lord in his works." (Ecclesiaticus, a.k.a. Sirach, 39:17-18)
  

I am a rose by the living waters
My roots reach deep into the river’s bed
My thorny arms reach out to the heavens

Angelic choirs descend from the heavens
their arms full of graces poured like waters
upon the earth. I quicken in my bed

Glorious is the sunrise warming my bed
Blessed are the rains sent by the heavens
This humble flower, my own Lord waters

Pure waters  cleanse my bed to yield roses for the heavens.

RAIN

We should be dancing in the rain.
We used to laugh with abandon,
Everyday was the first of spring.

Could we have exhausted the spring
that made us celebrate the rain?
Our carefree youth we abandon.

Winter tried us with abandon
But together we meet this spring
and smile under its cleansing rain.

May the rain not abandon us to a dry spring. 

cornoyer_early_spring_in_central_park

The poem was written for Jane Dougherty's Poetry Challenge:  Spring in the Park.  Using the above painting by Cornoyer as inspiration, Jane asked us to write a Tritina - a 10 line poem with three stanzas of three lines each, and a tenth sentence.  Three words form the motif of the poem.  they become the ending words of the lines in this pattern:  1, 2, 3; 3, 1, 2; and 2, 3, 1.  The last sentence uses all three words in the order 1, 2, 3.  

Rain and spring were the dominant themes of the painting to me.  For some reason, I picked "abandon" as the third word.  I guess, it is because, when I saw the picture, a certain solemnity and sadness radiated from the characters.

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