'The Rose at the Ends of the Earth' by Donna M Day

If you find it, it’s because you’ve been asleep for so long, you’re not going to wake again, at least in this world.

You will know it on sight, because the petals are the colour of the most treasured memory you’ve forgotten. Reflect that the smallest things are the most precious.

The number of thorns correlate with the number of times your heart broke. Count them and realise you’ve forgotten at least half.

The roots are as deep as the love of those who will miss you. You will never be able to dig deep enough to find their end.

Inhale its perfume and remember.