When the Rose is at the height of her beauty willshe not see the pureness of God?

When the Rose is at the height of her beauty willshe not see the pureness of God?

The Rose
Dan Miller

And upon a day, while walking among the flowers of his teacher’s garden, did the child speak unto the Mystic:

"Some men claim that this life
is the darkness of a curse,
and a punishment to be endured
for all our wicked ways.
Oh Mystic, what say you of life ?"

And the Mystic answered:

"I say that life is neither a curse nor a punishment,
But a rose filled with the beauty of desire.

The stem of the rose is your life upon this earth,
The thorns, painful lessons you bring unto
yourself, that you might learn.
The leaves are those joys that enter
your life with the tenderness of an unseen Love.

Curse not the sorrow of your thorns,
for the deeper they cut unto the heart of
your being, the greener the leaves of joy shall be.

The tiny bud is your soul, waiting to
bloom with the truth of God among its petals.
Slowly will your flower unfold,
that you might not become lost
within the fragrance of its secret.

And when the rose is at the height of its beauty,
Shall you not see the pureness of God
smiling from the very center of your Being ?"

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3 thoughts on “When the Rose is at the height of her beauty willshe not see the pureness of God?

  1. I like my Kipling, and he comes rough and ready…
    But this may serve.

    When Earth’s Last Picture Is Painted

    When Earth’s last picture is painted and the tubes are twisted and dried,
    When the oldest colours have faded, and the youngest critic has died,
    We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need it — lie down for an aeon or two,
    Till the Master of All Good Workmen shall put us to work anew.
    And those that were good shall be happy; they shall sit in a golden chair;
    They shall splash at a ten-league canvas with brushes of comets’ hair.
    They shall find real saints to draw from — Magdalene, Peter, and Paul;
    They shall work for an age at a sitting and never be tired at all!

    And only The Master shall praise us, and only The Master shall blame;
    And no one shall work for money, and no one shall work for fame,
    But each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star,
    Shall draw the Thing as he sees It for the God of Things as They are!
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  2. Nice
    Appreciative
    Motivating
    Full of emotions
    Fastidious
    Enthusiastic
    Stirring
    Jam-packed of sentiments
    Pleasurable
    Gratifying
    Flattering

    Words are less 2 correspond the passion exposed in this poem.

    I beyond doubt appreciate this poem by heart!!!!

    This poem gets 10/10

    Hope this helps :-) )
    References :