The Tower and the Rose

The King wrote of such things
As did the poet before him
The two that stood
In the center of all

That tower
And that eternal Rose
I wonder now
Can such things exist

One time yes I truly thought so
The tower at the end of that path
Long and painful
And the empty salvation it would bring.

But now I have seen the Rose
The countless possibilities contained within
Life, the universe, and everything

I wonder though
Does ka take me to the tower?
Or that wonderful Rose