♥

A raindrop

landed upon the petal of the rose ,

lingered there  ~

refined in elegant repose.

The rose laughed

in joy

and fragrant bloom.

♥


Then slowly,

delicately,

the raindrop slid,

until finally

it descended to the soil

in respite.

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Absorbed by the earth

to the roots it would flow,

unbeknownst to the rose

still there to help it grow.

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The rose

in sorrowful solitude

then looked up to the sky

from whence the raindrop came ~

its leaves held up in gratitude.

And in abundant mercy

the rain softly fell

from above.

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This is Love.

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