Resonance

Beach roses joyfully announce 

 Summer’s arrival; 

Each day some new pink blooms, 

Replace the old, then quickly pass away 

Until there are none left to bloom, 

The bushes green again with loss 

Until we realize each one-day wonder 

Leaves behind its fruit to slowly redden, 

And where before we only saw, each day, 

A single flower, now there are clusters 

 Of glory, ripening rosily among the branches,

 Reminding us a single moment, gone, 

May leave behind effects 

Whose resonance is multiplied 

 In unexpected ways.