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Created on: June 07, 2008 Last Updated: June 23, 2008
Every morning I wake up feeling like I am wearing new skin
With the suns help and Gods wisdom
I feel like a blossoming rose
With each life giving rain of inspiring words and reflection
My petals began to move and shift from a tightened bud
Into spreading loving petals...
The more I learn, the more I let go
The more my roots weave through the ground and take hold...
Of lifes earth and it's rich goodness
I feel like a blossoming Claire Rose...
An Heirloom English Rose that so full of beauty, innocence, and grace at the same time...
It takes your breath away
But, it only gives you a glimpse of its beauty
It's center stays closed and contains an innermost secret that has yet to be opened
Like the Claire Rose... I am not completely ready to unleash all of my petals
I have started down a road less traveled...
As with the rose...
Once you rise above the thorns you are overwhelmed by the beauty of the flower
And you are thankful for all your nicks and scratches
Because without them you would have never known what beauty lies ahead
I feel as though, I am halfway there...
The battle within myself is almost won
When I go out I am turning heads...
Because I am shining on the inside and my level of happiness...
And confidence is bursting forth from my inner depths
I am joyful, and exuberant in my new choices
I am on a journey to complete, one trying and faith testing experience
Looking ever forward to beginning another which will take me beyond all expectations
Why? because I no longer have unrealistic expectations to crowd my path
Just proper choices to light my way
I am in want of nothing, yet I vigorously have planted...
And continue to water and eagerly await MY rose to bloom
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