Mystery Of The Heart In August heat Petals of the rose unfurl Revealing divinity. Wonder and splendor grow From wet, dark dirt, Rooted in earth’s grief and loss, Releasing wild perfumes Of soulful flowering. However lost, whatever the folly, Grow the rose heart, Omnipotence made manifest. You are the gardener! At every turn Remember this. Cultivate the mystery of Being love.
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