My botanical garden

Welcome to my botanical garden

Where the color spectrum thrives

Around each and every corner

blues blind the eye, yellows mimic the sun and reds gives credit to its inspiration.

Welcome to my botanical garden

There I am, noticeable

A symbol for love

A symbol that grew out of the mind of Tupac into the concrete

A rose.

My soft pedals blow softly against MotherEarth’s breaths

My roots grounded, soaking up the knowledge of the world around me

A pleasurable scent welcoming to the bee coming to carry my legacy.

With the thorns of life stuck with me forever

My defense to the ones who use my beauty

Who disturbs my peaceful view of my botanical garden

Where, time is non-existent

Color is limitless

Where me

A rose

Flourishes

Welcome to my botanical garden.