Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, scribed The Bard of Avon. And yet the rose bush endures, bringing forth new blooms to add color and fragrance to each new season. What is your perspective on this? Is not the bush still sacred when its rose essence lies dormant? The heart is like that rose bush. Each flowering inevitably fades, leaving behind only leaves and thorns. … Continue reading The Rose Essence of Love