I too, started as one who was born to a flesh
that was cursed. I was a small bud and flourished under
the hand of THE ALMIGHTY. My leaves were small and my
face unfolded with each year. As my face began to shine,
a layer of petals became. They were not ordinary. Each layer
of petals revealing more of my nature. A soft gentleness with a
fragrance of intrigue. I was, I AM and I will be, Glorious in my fullness.
Those that come to me to just enjoy my beauty will be awestruck.
Those that come to crush my blossom will see my resilience!
Those that try to capture the wholesomeness of my being will
only encounter the sting of thorns. Blood and pain is the consequence.
Those that try to ignore my existance shall see me in a different
color. I AM soft, I AM regal, I AM the only flower that matters!
Give me away, as well as keep me to yourself and even though
death is a part of my plan... I AM.
I shall drink of the waters of righteousness, and give back to those
who thirst. I have no true distinct color by choice. I shall be found in all
lands and winter of sin shall not stop my process.
Cut me down, Cut off my thorns. Put me in a corner....
And I shall rise again...And bring you to myself.

I AM the rose...
 
.....And will not be forgotten. I AM THE ALMIGHTY OF ALL!

Looking up and loving the learning process! Kelly in Dallas