The Rose
The Rose
If I live my life quietly as the rose among the roses in the garden ~
Gently spreading my joy in fragrant perfume,
Will I not find serenity reaching up
For sunlight giving the flower warmth to bloom
Returning life to life?
If I live my life softly as the color of the rose among the roses ~
Reflecting the sunrise and sunset,
No matter that my companion rose has
Color like my own or the same perfume –
Each of us shines with glory on a separate stem.
If I live my life with dignity as the rose among the roses, asking only rain ~
And sunglow to grow above the thorns,
Will I not find completeness in the simplicity
Of touching yet another heart
With my vitality, my color and my joy?
If I live my life peacefully as the rose among the roses, not always visible ~
But knowing the touch of the wind
Will I not find satisfaction building in my stem
A bud, like me, not identical,
Returning to my creator the vision for humanity.
Copyright © Sam Kauffman | Year Posted 2020
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