‘The Rose’ From the book ‘Legacy of Love’


It lay there, crushed 

By an idle hand

That Carelessly passed it by 

Bruised and torn and broken 

Left just to wither and die 

But crushed as it was 

This beautiful rose 

Gave out a fragrance so rare 

That drew one to pause and ponder 

On the message it had to share;

For life oft-times can be akin to a rose 

And it’s not till it’s crushed and torn 

That the inner self of beauty and love 

Breaks forth as its fragrance is borne;

We hear of a life that is broken apart

And grieve for the wholeness it knew 

But through that ordeal 

A miracle bursts 

And like the rose, its true fragrance 

Breaks through. 

You have turned for me my mourning into dancing; You have put off my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness, to the end that my glory may sing praise to You and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give thanks to You forever. Psalm 30:11,12

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