In search of a beauty beholds its thorns.
In its fold of sweet color lies the smell of eternity.
How does one attain such strength and grace?
The rose holds the grace of the heavens.
Yet with its thorn, it must protect itself from the earth.
Mans quest for the rose is to contain its pleasure.
It creates a symbol of friendship, peace, and love.
How could the rose be so fruitful in its lifetime?
It makes strangers smile, friends laugh, and lovers forget.
The quest for the rose is an eternal reflection of our humanity.
Toto Salva – All rights reserved by the Author.
(Written ~ October 7, 2003 at 12:17am)