The Seasons of a Rose

The Seasons of a Rose

There are many seasons to a rose. There is season of growth, of death and of blooming. With each season that passes, it contributes to the beauty of the rose. It must be pruned to resurrect again and it must fall to the ground, so that it can rest and rise again.
So it is with you, my child. Perhaps you feel the pruning upon you and it is does not feel comfortable. Yet, with it, comes new and abundant life. Every season is richer than the last and with ever winter comes new buds.
Do not be afraid of the pruning, child, but know that it is because I know that it is needed. As I prune, I dispose of the dead leaves and everything that taking up life. I do it so that what is good and brings life, may have more room to grow.
I see the beauty in you child, and so I correct and I prune, because I see the potential in you and I say that is beautiful. Allow my hands to apply pressure and indeed, you will see just how much fruit it has brought forth.