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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