Golden Rose

Wait and listen
Can you hear the rhythm of life?
It’s so fast, so slow
But inside there is golden rose
Which has a special smell
Which is made of music.

It’s like a rabbit
Someone catch it
And fondles its velvet feather
Somebody doesn’t notice it
But it’s always around us.

I catch it by my piano
My precious mother show me that secret door
The secret door’s key is note
Like pieces of puzzle
When you unify the meaningless pieces
Find a mystery picture
Which is painted by you

When you push the key of piano
Something grows faster and faster in your heart
In there, there is a stick of world in your hand
When you eat a vanilla cloud

Strike me like lightning
To make me understand
The life is like a golden rose
When I smell!

By Yaprak Onat