Tuesday, July 13, 2010
65 prickily red roses and love
I received this in a FB message this morning and it was simply too beautiful not to share. Bree, blessings to you, this made me smile with love which doesn't come often these days.
I touched a red rose that day
over and over again
feeling its cool velvety petals
I touched that red rose
took deep breaths and
smelled every molecule of scent I could
stood in awe of its beauty
and felt Gods grace in its precense
I touched a red rose that day
no romance in this touch
not thinking of love in a red roses usual way
not given to me by a handsome man
but instead clipped by me
in remembrance of a beautiful boy
I thought of love in his way
I touched that red rose
over and over again
and thought of him
red his favorite color
and roses his life
65 prickly roses leaving scars on his body
taking his very breathe
but still beautiful still God in every way
I touched a red rose on that day
his last day
traced its veins with my fingers
and thought of love
Gods and His
pure and open
heart wrenchingly strong
leaving us stunned and wide eyed
searching for beauty and peace and grace
I touched that rose
and felt connected
I inhaled slowly and felt
love
In all my sadness
all the pain in this life
I touched that rose
breathed it in
thought of that angel earning his wings
overflowed with tears
and felt love
Gods love
I touched a red rose that day
over and over again
feeling its cool velvety petals
I touched that red rose
took deep breaths and
smelled every molecule of scent I could
stood in awe of its beauty
and felt Gods grace in its precense
I touched a red rose that day
no romance in this touch
not thinking of love in a red roses usual way
not given to me by a handsome man
but instead clipped by me
in remembrance of a beautiful boy
I thought of love in his way
I touched that red rose
over and over again
and thought of him
red his favorite color
and roses his life
65 prickly roses leaving scars on his body
taking his very breathe
but still beautiful still God in every way
I touched a red rose on that day
his last day
traced its veins with my fingers
and thought of love
Gods and His
pure and open
heart wrenchingly strong
leaving us stunned and wide eyed
searching for beauty and peace and grace
I touched that rose
and felt connected
I inhaled slowly and felt
love
In all my sadness
all the pain in this life
I touched that rose
breathed it in
thought of that angel earning his wings
overflowed with tears
and felt love
Gods love
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There were less than 10,000 deceased organ donors in the US last year. (that's a ratio of 1 organ donor to every 10 transplant patients).
In the time it takes you to shower today, 1 new name is added to the US transplant waiting list.
From the time you woke up this morning to the time you wake up tomorrow morning, 18 people will die waiting for their transplant in the US.
click here to join the organ donation registry
BECOME AN ORGAN DONOR, SAVE A LIFE!
Very touching. :-)
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ReplyDeleteJust love it!!!! :)
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