Petal on the Floor

 

blood rose on a cream colored marble floor stands to instantiate life and death,

Imperfections, incarnate bleeding in the vicinity of a sacrificial stone altar

colorful but drying bouquet, floored, once fresh and illuminating, dying takes on wrinkled, more fragrant flesh then falls apart, plummeting petals, unkempt, soon to be swept

just one petal for now; I bled for you

imperfect, most far from perfection, striving, sinning, “good” people gathering in the state of being perfected and so let ALL be admitted

humans in faith, clinging to the hope their many transgressions will fall and die here, a petal on the floor, by its color, reminding the few who see it of precious blood once shed so that many may also rise

Gary Edward Geraci