Galaxy and Rose

by Mary E. Lowd

The galaxy or the rose
Which is more beautiful?

The astronaut knows
One can be held in a hand
Grown on the land
Around you
Their perfume surrounding you

The other is too large to fathom
To a galaxy, you’re merely an atom
But it swirls
And stirs within you
A sense of grandeur

And so you stand there
Staring in awe
At a sky too far and too broad
To understand
All the while, holding a rose
In your hand

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