Becomes the Rose

It started small and closed off
It started small and closed off

Becomes the Rose



It started small and closed off,

no hope for it.

The pitiful walls were devoid of beauty.

I would not have chosen to look upon it

had it not been in my way.

That was when I realised my own power.

This pitiful growth did not have to be in my way,

for I had the power to change my way.

So I did. No longer would I have to look upon it's long green tower

and it's disappointing sickly pink walls.

I changed my gaze to look upon beauty.


But my intentions were austed

When I chanced to throw a contemptuous glance at it,

only to find myself in the full glare of it's bloom.

My heart stilled by shame

For I had found myself out

My soul breathed again given life by the hopeful humility.

I had almost missed it,

In my foolish conceit I nearly walked on by

dismissing these humble beginnings

and this humble flower would never had become a rose

for the Truth is only what my eyes see

and I can choose where they look and for how long they stay

So I fear I have missed much beauty

because too quickly I have dismissed the bud

...and so I thought maybe,

maybe I must learn to stay...



It became the rose
It became the rose

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brotheryochanan 6 years ago from BC, canada

revelations are never on our time, but, they are on Gods time. God who is in all, through all, above all, created all, tries the hearts and purifies the soul, is on the saved christians side, If they allow the watering of the holy spirit to refresh them.


Cuneyt Ugur 6 years ago

Nice poem. God bless.


Karen Barnett 6 years ago

How very apecial


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gracefaith 6 years ago from United Kingdom Author

Thank- you all for your encouragement.

Fiona


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epigramman 5 years ago

..well with my lucky gaze I have witnessed poetic beauty here in your words because you have the heart and soul of someone who can deeply affect us with your words.

By the way is that Aberdeen, Scotland - my mum and dad are both from Stirling ......


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gracefaith 2 years ago from United Kingdom Author

Thanks Epigramman,

I am glad this poem touched your soul. It touched mine too as I was writing it. God bless you.

Yes it is Aberdeen in Scotland.

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