THE SECRET OF THE ROSE

The Secret of the Rose

Those who stand in the circle suppose

While the space which sits in the centre knows

The scent of wild roses permeate my soul

From the place called Maarnada

Where the Wild Roses grow

The Secret of teh Rose


Each petal forms a perfect heart

To share its story and to impart

It is the little things of which I speak

Come gaze at me and take a peak

Am I not you?  Are you not me?

We are as one for all to see

For as you look so lovingly

Within your heart so beautifully

At One in Peace 'Let It Be'

THE SECRET OF THE ROSE

And as I asked so graciously

Maarten gave the Rose to me

Nadina - Storyteller of Maarnada

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