Perfect Petals

I looked into the heart of a rose today,

And found within it's petals,

More than its exquisite form.

At it's centre,

A Unity,

A Harmony,

A togetherness,

A Onesness,

A Reflection,

Of Completeness.

I saw all that could be,

And all that was meant to be.

And from it's perfected fragrance.

The scent of the mystery.

The understanding that eludes,

And the need to infuse

Us with wisdom.

That the truths are simple,

To be,

To let go,

To share,

To give,

To believe,

To Love.

And all this from a single bud,

Of delighted sculptured softness.

From the Garden of the Master.