I never dared to grasp the thorns Nor did I ever crave for its alluring petals But all did I see was its subtle scarlet Unfurled uniformly over its tender skin That often embellishes someone's vase, Or becomes a souvenir of someone's love That even graces the martyrs' tombstones Or gets crushed by some heartsick lovers That portrays the ravages of transience That blooms only to be browned and wilt ~the rose The universe peeps through the rose. #QSstitchonpic1394 #yqbaba #quotestitchers #yqquotestitchers #life #love #transient #swet_a Collaborating with Quote Stitchers