Ballads of the Blooming Briar

In gardens where the wild briars grow,
Under the vast, eternal, indigo glow,
There, my heart finds its echo,
In the labyrinth of the cosmos, vast and mellow.

Roses bloom amidst thorns of reality,
Each petal, a universe; each scent, a galaxy.
Blooming under the watch of celestial eyes,
Where every end is but a new sky.

The cosmos whispers through the breeze,
Carrying tales of nebulous seas.
Through briars and roses, we wander, we roam,
Seeking the stars, calling them home.

Thus, in the blooming briar, I see,
A mirror of the cosmos, wild and free.
In every blossom, a star reborn,
Under the same sky where once we were sworn.

So let's dance among the blooming briars,
Guided by the celestial choirs.
For in the heart of nature, profound and sheer,
Lies the poetry of the cosmos, so near.