Every rose a beautiful thought
A spark that ignites the world
Pain that lights up a heart
A wildfire that extinguishes hope
The lonely wasteland I call home
I know my petals will fall
And to dust I will turn
but through the ashes
I will rise
for that is what a rose does
-kmar1e 2017
A long time ago when I was a child I distinctly remember a section of my families yard that caught fire. There was a big rose bush that had caught flame. When everything was said and done. That next year that burnt rose bush bloomed again. It refused to give up.
I wish I was as strong as that rose bush.
Your subtle approach to the intricacies of our emotional dealing is refreshing. It resonates with a lot of my work. I look forward to reading more by you. Thanks for sharing.
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