Okay! I've done some editing to the first stanza, and, well, it's not perfect, but gone is the dreaded "quake" line. I'm still not at all sure of the stanza in whole, but tell me what you think. All apologies that I haven't touched the end of line punctuation, but with poems, well, I just never seem to get it right!
A Single Rose on Water
A single rose floats on the lake,
In deepest red of passion's grace,
With complex form and simple make,
It leaves soft ripples in its wake,
Upon the water's serene face.
I sigh amid the evening light,
And watch the rose's slender form,
So lightly dancing left and right,
And gently floating in my sight,
A peaceful image, soft and warm.
I gaze across and voice my dreams,
In wistful forethought to the rose,
I know the world's more than it seems,
More than bright stars and soft moonbeams,
But how much more, still no one knows.
A single rose floats gently by,
Perhaps too gently, some might say,
But if the thorns don't catch my eye,
I'll waste no breath in asking why,
And live and love another day.
