Lesson From A Rosebud

The rosebud
Longs for a single
Unknown moment -
An instant crushed with
Tenderness.

The rosebud
Knows only of its yearning,
Breathing fully in this tenderness
That threatens to destroy.

And the rosebud
Can only surrender to
This longing -
Can only surrender and die
Within the passing hand
Of love,
Can only surrender...and nothing more.

And this is enough
To become a Rose.

~
There is great courage in surrendering to what each
moment has in hand - a faith blind to all
but greater faith.
All things must surrender to the
death of present
moments.
All things are born and passed and again
reborn in the space of
moments new.

 

 

Peace,

 

Eric