Rose

Blooming from the ground.
With many days to ponder.
Waiting for its destiny of life.
To grow deeply within its soul.

To conquer its goal.
opening many paths to cross.
Splitting in many directions.
Slowly moving to connect.

A petal grows in time.
Still not reaching its peak.
To show its self.
To others.

Time goes by.
still it resisting.
From the harsh pasts.
That caused damage.

The flower has bloomed.
But not to its full extent.
Still waiting for its time to come.
When it can finally shine.