The symbol of love
When giving in love a rose speaks for itself
The beauty is picturesque
The scent it gives lasting for ever
The rose never seen without her thorns
Still who can not feel happiness when a rose is seen or given?
Even for a brief minute, a second the rose brings a smile
Or perhaps a small sigh of delight
If one were to think upon a rose…
The thorns… the beauty…
The petals that carry the essence…
That lingers even after it is withered
If one were compare to our Lord…
He held thorns upon his precious head; the head of the rose is above the thorns
His love was known for its beauty and compassion, the rose noted for love
His words and Spirit lingers for eternity much like the scent of the rose
My Lord created the Rose
Perhaps he created it for remembrance of His son
Looking upon the rose I see it all so clearly
The meaning of love
The beauty
An essence that shall always be with me
a devine observation, with the Lord being the creator of the rose, I find it quite possible that the rose could be a remembrance indeed. A simply devine piece, love it Patricia.--Melvina, , , , ,
You get me every time with these serene pieces. I can just picture you, sitting there and - well, pondering - appreciating its glory and then writing it up into one glorious poem. t x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
As one rose drops its petals, another opens them anew to the sun. A continuious regeneration of beauty. Delightful explanation of what a rose can mean to us all. Love Ernestine XXX