Your Rose

Imagine inside of you a rose.
You pick the color, but the color may vary from time to time.
A beautiful, vibrant rose, but tender too, like star light.
Dew gathers on her perfectly formed petals (for me she is a her).
The rose is a gift for you to love.
First you have to find her, see her, be surprised by her beauty.
Why did you ever think something so beautiful could not be in you?
Now your rose needs the moist soil of attention.
She needs to be watered with beauty and silence.
She will let you know what music is good for her.
Most of all she wants you to know how precious she is.
Love her.
In return she will give you her color, her scent of eternity,
Sometimes her wild joy.