The last rose and I
We watch each other
As she reaches for the sky
I wait for her to open
She waits for me to cry
Deadly cold
Threatens to steal
Her abundant beautiful bloom
Timidly I cut her
And bring her to my room
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Not knowing
If I’ve helped or
hindered
Her fate
Will she yet open
Or is it just too late?
The snow falls
My frozen breath asks why
Soundly the rose
Replies
“Don’t you see?
Myriads of diamonds
Falling from the sky.”
She opens wide the invitation
To the guest already come
Brilliant, sparkling
Prayers from Heaven
Glittering
In the Son
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She unfolds
Her many layers
The aroma fills my soul
In this winter
Tell your story
Of love and loss
And let Him make you whole
Release your soul
Expand your heart
Turn and seek His face
Let all your love burst forth
Share your priceless treasure
Radiant and true
Permeate your space
" Many of the Samaritans from that town believed in him because if the woman's testimony, ' He told me everything I ever did." John 5:31