The beautiful Rose in my dream.

The beautiful Rose in my dream

Waking up happily this morning gracefully and steadily.

Smiling that my week is great already and firmly.

After dreaming over the night seeing this beautiful rose.

A rose I saw from afar in Latin -dose.

A rose with a beautiful stick color like the rainbow.

A rose with curled leaves and a firm stern that is yellow.

Normally, its image is very attractive from farther.

Getting close I notice its fragrance smells distinctively in lather.

Before I knew I saw it in my garden.

What beautifully lucky I was to have such a rose without stress and burden.

I will care for it in this life.

I will nurture it and water it even in strife.

I will protect it from insect attacks that may want it eventually.

These thoughts are what I have in my dreams instinctively.

Then I saw it already multiplied in millions in my garden.

Then my view was becoming faded and all of a sudden.

I woke up smiling at the beautiful gift.

I woke up saying thank you, universe, for the precious gift.

The beautiful Rose in my dream.