I find this topic to be very difficult.
I have experienced first hand the pains of offering up something so beautiful to have it turned away. I also have witnessed first hand and through acquaintances the disdain for this gift of beauty, as it was abused and used in a way of reconciling a selfish desire and a absent heart.
Red roses can not hold the beauty that this does
And all I can think of, when pondering over these acquaintances, close friends, and budding relationships is, how could someone hurt them like that. Like all gifts, they can be abused and used in ways that reinforce a broken heart and make you want to abandon everything that is good, beautiful and loving.
A rose… is supposed to be a reminder, that you are loved. That your beauty equals that of this outstanding and remarkable flower. Where it starts as a bud, closed and waiting for sunlight, and waiting for the warmth and water [ And maybe a aspirin ].
And then over the next little while, it blooms, blossoms and becomes so beautiful that everyone who walks by stops for a moment, looks and ponders at the beauty of it.
This is what a rose is for. To remind you that your beauty buds, blooms and blossoms into something so outstanding that everyone stops, looks and ponders over the beauty that is you.
This rose though can be abused,misused and left abandoned. Causing people to stop, look and wish that they could do something, but not knowing exactly what there is too do.
Roses are a symbol. One that doesn’t demand respect or anything else. Just that you look and touch, while gently leaning in and smelling the wonderment of its powerful aroma.
Of all the colors that roses can be, my favorites are lavender, white and yellow. I do not appreciate or admire red roses, as they have been used to show that someone else holds their heart.
Roses like some of the other things in our lives, tends to be the victim of our own insecurities, fears and troublesome memories. Making it so we do not desire them. We do not want the memories that is associated with the troublesome moments in our lives.
So we scour for it’s replacement. Looking maybe at tulips, lilacs, and even daisies. To give us the beauty that we look for in ourselves without all the pain.
Remember, remember. Beauty can not be stolen by men and women who have no regards for marriages powerful and meaningful responsibilities. It will always be inside of you. It will also be a part of you. Your beauty will always shine greater than that of any diamond. Prettier than any rose. And offers an aroma grander than any perfume.
I had totally put a comment here. Travis are you sure you’re not deleting me? I’ll be watching! lol
Anyway I said that this is a beautiful post and my personal favorites are white roses (they seem so peaceful and innocent and bring a sort of calm with them) and wildflowers (because they are so pretty and happy and they remind me that the simplest things are the important ones).
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Mmmm… I haven’t ever deleted any of your comments. lol
I know, just buggin. Sometimes I’m clickhappy and I’m too fast for my own good. I’m on to the next before the comment has loaded.
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I love reading your deeply moving thoughts. This is going to be a big year for us, I can feel it. With such a strong loving support group of blogging buddies, how can we fail.
Someone will come to appreciate our beauty, our strength, the way we meet the world, blossoming and blooming as we face the sun. Someone will tend to us and nurture our love. I believe.
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Very big year. You wait. I think you will even surprise yourself with how awesome it will be.
Great post. Practically speaking, if anyone sent me roses, I wouldn’t throw them away.
You really are a great writer, keep it up.
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Well, thank you. I appreciate that.
I have always fancied a handpicked bouquet of dandelions…
but regarding roses – I prefer the ones I’ve grown to the ones I’ve been given
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I really like the Hawaiian Hibiscus (kokiʻo keʻokeʻo to be exact). The aroma is just awesome and has a very impressive texture to it. The feel of it? Just amazing.
Nicely put! I love giving flowers to a woman I’m dating, especially when she enjoys receiving them and showing them off at her work desk, or wherever. They are a nice symbol, indeed.
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