Tentative Rose
Beauty, complex, intense, subtle
Mystery contained
Self-contained, oblivious to the world outside.
Inner core hidden from prying eyes.
Vulnerable, fragile, delicate interior
That is what we are
Hidden deep inside we hold our precious secrets.
Inner thoughts not communicated, not shared.
Self-contained is what we are. Oblivious to the world outside.
Slowly, ever so slowly, a petal ventures out.
Then another, and another.
Slowly, we share ourselves with others, the outer self,
Tentatively testing the environment.
Is it safe? Can I trust where I am planted?
Slowly we gain confidence, we open up more
Our beauty begins to shine.
Where once there was beauty promised,
Now it unfolds. Gaining momentum.
Where once it was tentative and slow,
Now it expands and unfolds.
More petals, more layers, its full beauty is exposed.
the fragrance is released.
The sweet fragrance which captivates and draws others in
Letting others draw deeply of the promise that was within,
Now apparent to all who will see
Trusting and allowing the promise to fulfill
Delighting and bringing pleasure to all
Hello Julie, this is an amazing poem. As I read it, I could imagine the rose opening up slowly and the pedals revealing its true colors and then the release of her fragrance. The perfume of Jesus.
Wow. I love how you help paint a photo of a woman who slowly trusts as she finds a safe place to bloom where she is planted. I love this.
Thank you Dian. God gave it to me.