Born To Blossom

Love to look at my rose
Delicate petals unfold
Such delicate color
From a root that’s quite old

It seems to explode
With its colors so bright
As if it was destined
To bring joy and delight

No fear of being hurt
Its dress, passive defense
Such graceful beauty
Without arrogance

When I look at my rose
I think of the soul

Ancient precious roots
Reborn to unfold

In Love and Light

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The purpose of my blog is to inspire and shine a light on the beauty and power of the wonderful being inside your body. You came into this world to share what only you can give. Remember who you really are, conquer the world the way you always wanted to, and become the blessing to us all that you were meant to be.


Poetry, Poetry Day, Soul


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