This Mental Nourishment.. My Drive!

There grew a rose inside. But only thorns were seen. Planted in fertile soil. Could transform into a dream. Fire reflected in my eyes. A tiny twinkle 's born. This mental nourishment.. my drive. Seems nothing ever stood to reason. A transcendent contingency. Became mine to create. Unaccustomed first steps. The red of a petal reveals. This is me, my dream, my angel. This is me... Uncertainties in shapes of dreams. Resemblance to so many withered. But it won't alter my determination. I won't let it die untried... again.