The roses are glorious,
Their fragrance is delicate and penetrating.
Flowers have often been used to symbolize the heart,
the receptive soul.
We can see this in old cathedrals
where color and light shine
through their rose windows to remind us
of the soul's capacity for openness,
We are often afraid of full blooming,
of holding nothing back.
And how much we also want it!
Is not the place we can be hurt,
and the place we are fulfilled,
the very same place?
I touch the soft satin of the rose petals.
Here is pink gold.
Here is unfolding, unfolding
until the petals give way
and float to the ground,
the freefall of fulfillment.
This morning I watch the wind lift one petal,
gently loosening it.
The petal drifts down to my feet,
offering its silent wisdom-
"Blossom unafraid -
and let go."
-Gunilla Norris, 'A Mystic Garden'
(all photos from Google Images)