A Precious Rose
See the precious rose as it
Floats upon the ocean waves.
It seems to have been placed there for me
To hold in my hands and feel its beauty.
Oh, see how it has bloomed and grown,
It touches my heart so deep.
Even though I have rescued it from the waves,
It too touches me and I seem to know.
You and I have been touched by God,
Who fills us with love and such desires.
Come join me on this magickal journey
that we show us the way of the heart.
For Rose Barber, On Easter
David K. Patterson, April 7th, 2009
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