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A rose is pure beyond compare
Its fragrance floating in the air
Delicately soft, colour supreme
A joy to behold whenever seen

Yet closely by are many a thorn
Sharp, destructive, everything torn
That touches on its razor tip
Be careful or we soon will rip

Never-the-less we love the rose
Its Heavenly beauty juxtapose
To the thorn, the contrast stands
Clearly evident throughout our lands

We can learn from this flower
A higher meaning to give us power
Heaven on Earth is here to see
When we focus on beauty clearly

There will always be thorns around
Tearing, gripping, taking hearts to the ground
People, the media, elite powers, dreadful deeds
Cut through with all the negativity it feeds

But we can live among the thorns always
And let them be, purity in forgiveness stays
We blossom and grow in beauty and joy
If our discerning perception we employ

So live your beauty, Heaven scent
Colour your days, life is meant
To be a gift from a Higher Power
Be a rose, God’s precious flower

Trina Graves – 12th March 2019

Posted with permission from the author

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