Eye of a Rose

The eye of a rose
Sees futures untold
Treasures it keeps
Wrapped in it's inner folds
 
When it first appears
It's nothing more than a hole
Inside beauty is held
Till its strong enough to show it's soul
 
As time goes by
It's petals do fall
The secrets come in view
Slowly revealing them all
 
Once there is nothing left
It's color's darken till they fade
The eye will turn and look down
Displaying  nothing but shade