She kept picking at it with her finger,

A sharp thorn on the stem.

She picked it until it started to bleed…

He appeared at her side and asked “why do you keep touching it? Doesn’t it hurt you Child?”

She looked over at Him, “it does”, she says, “Yet I can’t seem to stop.”

“Why?” He asked.

“It’s all I can see right now; it’s all I feel. This sharp ache, and I can’t seem to see or feel anything else.”

He gently placed His hands on her shoulders and lifted her up.

He asked her to look down,  “what do you see Child?”

Surprised a little, she looked at Him and said “is this what I’ve been missing?”

“Yes.” He said.

“This entire time?” She said with tears in her eyes.

He cupped her face in His hands.

“I know you are in pain Child, but don’t allow it, like this thorn, to consume you, for even with this pain, there lies incredible beauty.”

He put His hand on her shoulder.

They both stood there admiring the beauty of the rose’s brilliant and colourful petals.

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