The Garden of Roses

As I enter this garden, my eyes expand.

It’s as if I’ve entered a dreamland.

Seeing shades of red, yellow, & blue.

Feelings of a personal breakthrough.

The colors & petals touch my soul.

I sing as loud as an oriole.

Each path fills my spirit high to the sky.

As I breathe in, my feelings intensify.

The Garden of Roses gives me security.

Each flower reflects my own purity.

I’ve walked this garden, now it knows me.

I cannot imagine feeling more free.

Sitting among roses, I think I’ll stay awhile.

Remembering each moment that created a smile.

You are my personal Garden of Roses.

Together, our world encloses.

Our connection shakes each of my cells.

Our futures have many parallels.

We could be each other’s roots.

Appreciating each other’s attributes.

Closing our eyes, smelling fumes in the air.

Allowing time for both of us to share.

You share first saying, “It’s very pretty here.

So strangely calm you’ll disappear.

Disappear into a world of grace.”

I share next what I feel in this space.

“I feel that possibly I’m fallin’ for you.

Let’s meet at this garden for our first rendezvous.”

—Rebecca 유리 Schutz