The Rose

The Rose calls the attention of others because of its outside appearance. If The Rose has a flashy enough colour people will stop, look and eventually smell it. If The Rose's colour is not yet at the height of its charm, then hardly will someone stop, look and eventually smell it. However, The Rose's biggest dream is that someone will look further than the outside appearance. The Rose wants to be selected for what it is and what it can become. The Rose lives its life hoping to be chosen and picked. The Rose can not take initiative. It can not talk, walk or call someone's attention by touching. The Rose can only wait and hope that someone will stop, admire and pick it to be nurtured even if only for some brief hours. The Rose knows it has much to offer. But The Rose also knows that it can only offer her best when someone decides to invest time in selecting it to love it.
The Rose wants to be chosen by what it is in itself: its beauty, its fragrance, its solitude, its natural presence, its inner beauty, its ability to shine when feeling loved. At times, The Rose will think that no one will pick it. Everyone that passes by snobs it. The Rose will feel frustrated for not being wanted by the way it is and for what it is. However, as The Rose can not do much about the free will of those passing by, its only option is to wait, wait and wait. The Rose will wait for the right picker to pass by. The Rose is tied-up in its nature of being unable to react. No matter how much The Rose wants to react such would simply be contra-natura. The Rose will try to make her colour shine even more when someone special passes by. But that is all that The Rose can do.
I liked The Rose for what it was and took the time to look at it, smell it and bring it home in a photo. This Rose was not waiting for me, so it was not for me to pick it up. Instead, I just brought some of its beauty with me. I hope that someone will pick The Rose. Someone has to. The right person has to. After all, The Rose has so much to offer. When will someone see that I can not know. Like The Rose I can only hope it will happen.
- BeyondTeresaE, 2007