November Rose

I walk by this rose

in front of the chapel

and then turn around

to stand in front of it.

This bloom calls to me.

"I am here. See me."

Survivor of the frost,

it reminds me that

life perseveres through

the toughest moments.

May we be that sign of life,

that hint of perseverance,

that affirmation of beauty

to those worn down

by worry, fear, or grief.

Lover of life,

creator, comforter,

we belong to you.