ROSE
OF LIFE
Precious
rose with your petals, unfold, let me see what you really hold.
Each
of your petals tells a story, all held together by your roots.
Just
like a family, a rose is held together by its own roots,
ready
to expose the stories about life.
Precious
life we hold close to us as we do this rose
Your
beauty, smell, roots, your stem...hold it close, this rose,
to
your heart before it is no longer,
before
it wilts and closes up with age.
Oh,
the precious graceful beauty of that rose...smell the sweet fragrance
before
it is too late. Before it closes up and dies without notice of its
beauty.
As
your own life, hold it dear to your heart.
Hold
on to it as it comes to an end...
Ready
to close the petals up as each petal falls to the ground carried off by
the wind.
Open
your eyes to all the beauty before it comes to an end.
Stop,
look and listen.
Take
the time to look at all the beauty that surrounds us.
The
beauty that we, as humans, take so much for granted everyday.
Notice
each petal of a rose, just how beautiful it is...
The
shape, how perfect each petal was made.
Don't
let the petals just close up, wither and die without even noticing.
Take
the time to notice the beauty of life, hold it in your embrace.
Take
the time to give the Lord plenty of thanks.
Author:
© XxSuNkiSsx a.k.a.
Betty
All
rights reserved ©December 30, 2001
Used
with permission
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