The white rose is the queen of flowers! Immaculate, pure and sinless, The view is impassive, haughty, severe, Why is the soul inconsolable....!

Oh, how snow-white this rose is!

And how pure! Oh! How pure!

She looks like an angel.,

And the petals are weightless!

Every stroke is visible on them!

The touch of a breath of wind.

As we recognize this handwriting

, it is a trace of revelations from above......(A rose from my garden)

 

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