So Goes The Red Rose

So beautiful is the rose surrounded by weeds
surely a struggle for sustenance was won
a brilliant red like the pulse of the heart
standing alone amidst the redundancy  
of the wild uncompromising growth  
there goes the blackberry vine creeping forth  
soon to overtake the vision seen  
and now my quandary ensues
 
Shall I gather the rose  
in all it's splendor giving me  
temporary pleasure  
keeping in mind that the collection  
requires getting past the thorns  
knowing that even constant care  
can only delay the inevitable  
 
Shall I proclaim this territory  
as the exclusive domain of what  
I so value  
making this a long term investment  
and rejoicing in the cycles  
of a flower's life
 
Or do I let nature fully control the outcome
divesting myself of any involvement  
enjoy what is now  
and not worrying about the future  
can I be content in a passive mode
 
Lessons we can gain from the natural world  
some we may relearn when other designs  
overload our consciousness  
and so I resolve that though my wants
dictate otherwise  
I know which road I must take...