The Gift..

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Red rose
White rose
Yellow rose

Of passion and sensuality
Of purity and clarity
Of friendship and warmth

At first they bud
Then they bloom
Slowly the petals cascade on down..

Even when dried and wrinkled
Fragrant of character they still are
So What’s to reflect and enjoy continues to be ever present…

My, What lessons to learn!
What insights to behold!
What awe to witness!

So next time when gifting the rose
Know I shall be returned
Not only to the smile of gratitude,
But also the circle of life
Where true essence never dies…

3 thoughts on “The Gift..”

  1. Behold the holy trinity! the philosopher’s stone in the making. What beauteous verse Taruna … makes me think of the alchemist working away through the major stages of the magnum opus; nigredo (blackness) albedo (whitening) citrinitas (yellowing) rubedo.(reddening) … excellent!

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