rose from my garden
A rose longed for the company of the bees, but none would come to her.
Even so, the flower was still capable of dreaming. When she felt all alone, she would imagine a garden filled with bees that came to kiss her. And so she managed to resist until the next day, when she opened her petals again.
“Aren’t you tired?” another rose asked her.
“No. I have to go on fighting.”
“Why?”
“Because if I don’t open up, I wither.”
Originally posted by Paulo Coelho on his blog.
Tags: Paulo Coelho, rose
Keithpp's Blog 
October 23, 2010 at 3:22 pm |
It is not necessary to ‘fight’……it is ENOUGH to
be, remain, all ways open-hearted and -minded,
receptive, grateful, compassionate for and towards
ALL.
Salut, Namaste, Love Susan