They were heart red from this alone they fed the wetness on them was none other than tears Mingled with the petals to have walked this treasured way to know love exceptional love the Degree of pain and joy that surges were now on display in a vase it was the purist crystal it was The pedestal it demanded life and its erosion shows without error but that is the down side the Other is the kiss of bliss the mystery of unity and bonding that is a rush that continues to Explode the eroding is over turned by magic the tragic is over exposed till it is nil and then the Full fiber of life glows instilling wonder the telling of power unleashed torrents of brooding love That allows life its vibrancy I carry these roses to you with trembling hands I as no other Understands my blessing and how fragile and hopeless lost love is they carry not the rose but The thorns and stems that cry out loss that has no repair we were planted in good deep black Soil temperate climate that allows emotional and commitment to thrive yes through dark Nights Of agony paths that are obscure and hard to follow but you stand far out in front and as A Beaming light you guide me to pleasure the secure kind the inviting tested and proved almost Miraculous tenderly I call through the wind is high and boisterous your ears are sensitive and We find a perfect pitch it carries through all manner of trouble it always leads us to heartfelt Tributaries where golden disclosures are found that enrich our lives our love knows no ends like A burning lamp our passion burns long into the night and makes the actions of day a treat Another could walk this way but through hardness and cruelty of heart pretending to be smart He would wreck that which is so precious and true we bend so we donβt break we allow the Discomfort when one or the other is to demanding because we see the distant horizon and the Good that lies there just waiting our approach we step softly and carefully understanding the Degree of loss if we act presumptuously the sweet tender breeze is favoring our intentions we Always keep our eye on the table of our heart to see how the roses are doing some time we Add Laughter or even make use of anger to disturb just enough that the shaking makes the Struggle Work health deep and the rose responds with a darker red the unspoken but the Knowing that Health is in the center place we need not ask but only bask within this tender Caring life most carefully guarded we donβt allow the unnoticed complacent attitude to work it Damage always Thankful we pay tribute to heaven and live in its glory down here and it is all Told in the roses that grows in the heart our legacy and our gift to the world that surrounds us With abundance of life