One of Grace and Beauty,
dweller in Merciful Love ~ ~ ~
This Rose I give to you
as essence of the love you’re meant to be,
Gift of the sorrow that has ruled your pain.
Now meant to open as the flower of Love,
Fragrance of myrrh that wise ones
through you bring . . .
mingled with grief of all that you have been.
that now the petals bloom,
show forth this Beauty . . . Love and Grace unfold.
Take now the story of your toil,
raise it to life,
so others too may heal.
Wonderful mercy of a gentle flower,
abundant blessing given
amidst the thorns.
Nourish compassion in the way of peace,
Fervently follow the way of Christ, your Lord.
There is such Love,
poured out upon you now . . .
Anointing the remembrance
of broken hearted dreams.
No longer shall the fears infest your soul
for you are raised to triumph as a King’s
most cherished being.
~ Anna Lin
(October 5, 2000)
Tinged with age, but still calls me forth to new life ~ ~ ~