Mystery Of The Heart
In August heat
Petals of the rose unfurl
Revealing divinity.
Wonder and splendor grow
From wet, dark dirt,
Rooted in earth’s grief and loss,
Releasing wild perfumes
Of soulful flowering.
However lost, whatever the folly,
Grow the rose heart,
Omnipotence made manifest.
You are the gardener!
At every turn Remember this.
Cultivate the mystery of
Being love.
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