Friday, 27 March 2009


There are some rose bushes in my garden, visible from my window. They just do not stop flowering!

One after the next, the new shoots rocket from the plant, buds form and explode into fragrant and colourful wealth.

The roses just want to bloom, to flourish. Just as they come like fireworks into the sky, so they go too, losing their thrust and falling away into dust. But before they are gone, more are coming, fresh and abundantly alive.

Life does not stop. It cannot come to an end. It can fall away in one form so that more can find form, but life itself is infinite.

The real you cannot die, you can only keep flowering.

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