A tall, gray-haired man
Wearing a long, black trench
coat,
Stands some place that is very
high
Overlooking a large city,
Watching the early morning
sunrise,
Or is it a sunset?
Is that a tall building or a
rocky ledge?
In the distance, a large body
of water;
He smiles inwardly,
As in his mind's eye,
He sees a woman
Picking up a rose petal
That has just washed up
On the rocky shore;
She holds it close to her heart
As if she knows
Exactly from whom it has come;
He is on one side of the ocean;
She is on the other.
An old, black crow watches
From the top of a pole
And crows in sheer delight;
The man sees more rose petals
Floating gently
Across the ocean,
On electronic air waves;
Such is the nature of love
Transcending all space and
time;
Love knows.
A memory of a rose petal can remind one of love.
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