It’s been so long that I’ve loved the song.  It sings to me.  In all those years, I’ve vaguely thought about learning the words and singing it in public.  But there was no “oomph” to perform.  I didn’t know if I was good enough to do that … and I didn’t care.

Now I do.  During the last year, a mysterious pull has drawn me to the stage, urging me to open my mouth and let flow what wants to.

And so … here is “The Rose”.  I see it as one of the finest songs ever written, evoking all the nuances of loving someone, of embracing life, of trusting that goodness is on its way.  I am in awe when I read the words.  I hope others will be in awe as I sing them …

Some say, “Love.  It is a river
That drowns the tender reed”
Some say, “Love.  It is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed”
Some say, “Love.  It is a hunger
An endless aching need”
I say, “Love.  It is a flower
And you its only seed”

It’s the heart afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance
It’s the dream afraid of waking
That never takes the chance
It’s the one who won’t be taken
Who cannot seem to give
And the soul afraid of dyin’
That never learns to live

When the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long
And you think that love is only
For the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snows
Lies a seed that with the sun’s love
In the spring becomes the rose

I found this video on YouTube.  Please receive the face of the first woman you see – Suzan Erens.  There is so much beyond physical beauty.

I hope you’re lifted within the music