The Rose and the Tree

Under the great tree of devotion Grew a rose of infatuation Thinking of itself as the most fair Because it’s scent filled the air One night, the rose proudly stated “I am fairer than all god created I am attractive to the sight And my scent is very light Hearts beat when they see me Unlike you, great big tree You are rooted on the spot And you never change a lot You stay there and never roam While they pick me up and take me home” The tree just laughed and laughed “Little rose, you are daft You may grow quickly but you die as fast A million of you I did outlast We both started as little seeds We’ve fought draughts and braved through weeds A thousand of you were picked Before I was even noticed As I grew tall, I remained true I never changed, unlike you In a short time, you wither and die While I remain, just standing by In you, people find a passing pleasure You are but a little adventure With me, people live and grow But it has to start up slow It will be full with little tribulations But they’re all part of the foundations As we live and grow together Progressing and happy forever Millions of roses live and perish Leaving souls with but a blemish I am the tree of love Reaching for the heavens above You are the flower of attraction Nothing more than a distraction”