In the vast garden of my life I found myself planted between two extraordinary plants. One, a bramble bush, who asked what my dreams were and tried to make them come true, but was just too painful to be around. I could never get close enough to make that deep connection I needed so desperately. The other, a single rose standing in the silence, swaying gently in stunning beauty. Perfectly self aware, perfectly confident, perpetually sweet and loving, its single thorn kept us apart.
I know, now, that it is I who set the boundaries. I am the one who could not live with the pain. Another, more advanced soul than I am, might have found a way around these things. I could not. Yet, I am more loving for it.
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