Winter Rose

One day I shall leave,

that day you should know

that's not me who wants to go

but distant voices will be calling

and I shall start my last journey

to meet again those who left before.

I'll fly to the silver lining of the clouds.

Will Mother Earth rise to meet me again,

her daughter?

I shall pay Her back

all the miracles She let me live,

but that day it's not today,

today I'm still leaving in a land

of endless wonders.

I came to be

on a winter afternoon

in mid-February.

Mom says that day

winter fled

and that I brought spring,

white roses were in full bloom

and a gentle breeze

showered the world in white petals,

the first spring snow.

So I am a winter rose,

I carry winter in my heart

and snow sings in my name

but deep inside

spring is soaring!

So I am the winter rose

that calls for spring days,

if you take the time to know me

you'll feel the depths of warmth

in the linings of my world.

I grew up to be

Snow White,

pale skin,

dark hair

and winter heart

where spring blossoms.

I may not be a big talker

but I watch the world in awe

as it twirls around

to meet us with endless wonder.

I shall dance to its beauty,

to the music that can only be heard

in the depths of the soul.

I am a winter rose,

snow sings in my name,

but deep inside

spring is soaring!

Singing to the miracles of life,

Isn't life itself a wonder?

In awe with our Mother.

I am the winter rose

that calls for spring days.