A boy with sparkling eyes
tried to plant roses
in the sands of a desert.
A miracle happened
—those roses, they bloomed
in the warmth of his hands.
But the boy grew into a man, and the man is weary.
Weary, because the garden requires
constant watering, his constant attention
in order to stay abloom.
The boy had built a fence of words
for the protection of his roses,
but then, he forgot to nurture them.
A sandstorm blasted through the desert,
tearing at the fences and the rose petals,
and the man was mad with fury.
Fury that someone else
had noticed his neglected garden.
To torture the withering roses,
he gives them just enough of water
to keep them alive, but drooped.