I Dipped My Finger In the Rose

I dipped my finger in the rose, then began to smell it, A fragrance sweet, a story untold, in petals delicate. Each petal whispered secrets, a garden's hidden lore, In nature's fragrant symphony, I found myself explore. With colors bright and vivid, the bloom did softly sway, A dance of life and beauty, in the golden light of day. A gentle breeze embraced me, as I inhaled its grace, In that fleeting, fragrant moment, I found a sacred space. So I dipped my finger in the rose, and life's mysteries unfurled, In the scent of nature's poetry, I found a tranquil world.