Its bud is tight and protected as a cocoon and it wallows in the hallowed ground until it is ready to bloom.
Each petal on the Rose justifies each layer of our essence and represents a piece of our souls ~ a piece of our shell.
If we knew the delicacy of our hearts we would never be able to do harm to another or ourselves.
We are like a Rose ~ as soft ~ as beautiful ~ as fragrant ~ as delicate, and then we turn into a stone and have to recover our Inner Rose.
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2 comments:
Dear Lisa,
Love is like a silent rose with every petal of gold; And you are like a living flower with love in every fold.
love and respect to you.
Dear Vaibhav,
Thank you so much that is such a beautiful comment. I am so happy to see you here. Sorry to take so long to respond I was unable to post until now.
Love,
Lisa
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