The Rose

rose from my garden

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.”


“Because if I don’t open up, I wither.”

Originally posted by Paulo Coelho on his blog.

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One Response to “The Rose”

  1. Susan Says:

    It is not necessary to ‘fight’……it is ENOUGH to
    be, remain, all ways open-hearted and -minded,
    receptive, grateful, compassionate for and towards
    Salut, Namaste, Love Susan

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