Tis' a Rose

The mind absorbs its surroundings
while the body builds accustomed
like the adaptability of a rose bush
soaking in available resources
while experiencing the suns light

Uproot, ship it off and transplant
it is still the same rose bush
and for this does it know
adaptability, is such like a rose?

And it know not what it may bring
it knows not its blooming beauty of spring
it just strives to be among the living

A garden of rose bushes in grooming
blending in the mass of those in blooming

In harshness of thorns, a rose is born!