The Green Rose
The Green Rose
A seed
Your hands place me down in a bed of fresh soil and dirt.
My creator shifts and guides his Earth to provide a blanket of safety and security to surround me.
Water, droplets of rejuvenation soothe each and every crevice creating room for GROWTH to spurt.
The nurturing sun rays feed me, my insides they nourish.
I transform, my stem and roots becoming pressed into the ground leaving my handprint as traces that show my existence.
A premature rose beginning her eternal bloom. Petals that will regain a new sense of meaning, purpose, fulfillment.
The essential flourish.
