The Rose

 

I love taking photos of flowers and my most favorite flowers are roses.

There is a feeling of attraction, I can hardly stop admiring them.

For me, the flower of a rose is one of the most beautiful representations of Shakti, the creative life-giving energy.

Absolute radiant beauty and softness offering a hint of mystery.

 

Deep inside the center, in the dark, lingers an expression of longing and desire.

 And there, beyond its vulnerability one finds a secret.

At the right time, without thinking and wanting, the rose opens to reveal its deepest truth.

Effortless it shows its aliveness and purpose.

When the rose opens and forgets its vulnerability it is ready for its stamen to arise and its pistil to receive.

The creative lovemaking begins.

This is the miracle of creation, that happens a million times all over this earth, wherever a rose grows and flowers.

The once so seductive petals serve their purpose and fall off revealing a fruit that grows from the rose’s ovary.

A seed forms inside which contains all the information to repeat life over again.

Each stage of the life of this flower has its own effortless beauty and wisdom.