A light from God
Born as it was
He already knew of the tests
The colors it would create
The light and dark it made
Cast from the bosom it drank
down into a well..
oh how neverending it seemed
Shadows all about
It needed the rain
Clouds never gave way to the midst
Hardly visible to the garden
It managed a reflection of that same light
It stands firm and tall with every petal that it won
Only nurtured by the Rock
The unwatered seed somehow became this rose
Beautiful it would be named
and so the journey of the rose, it has begun
Husniya S.
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