The State Of Life And Death
Life is like a rose in a precious vase.
It would be far safer to put the rose in a vault under some mountain, but the rose needs the warmth and compassion of the suns golden rays and would soon perish in despair and loneliness the vase however remaining intact.
But to place the rose in a window sill, although more likely that some bystander will knock the fruitful and content plant over so as to brake the ever so valuable vase at least the unassuming rose would have had the chance to bloom in its life.
Even though the trees and the birds and the occasional snail would certainly miss the rose who’s red petals had shone such a deep red.
At least the rose would have that chance to bloom.
Don’t be the fool who puts a rose in a vault to keep it safe, never seeing the light of day.
Live life to the fullest and appreciate the garden just outside your windowpane.
