To every man and woman
We all may see our rose
There in our secret garden
Of heart, the flower grows
None can withhold the dawn
Of nature’s sweet desire
The blushing rose is to be born
Blood red as sunset fire
To every man and woman
We all may see our rose
There in our secret garden
Of heart, the flower grows
None can withhold the dawn
Of nature’s sweet desire
The blushing rose is to be born
Blood red as sunset fire
Man marches eternally To the timeless beat of drum Yet Love is beyond The wakened memories Connect a self with self No longer duality The
People seek pearls and do not know how to dive They crave diamonds and are not prepared to dig They carry stones and cannot let
Many books have I read Many paths I’ve been led To seek the eternal truth And I’ve heard people say This or that is the