The prayer of roses Beloved God, help me to become a bed of roses – rose upon
rose, rose and rose and still yet
roses until I am roses no more –
only fragrance and help me to blend and
cling then to the divine fragrance of the one heavenly Rose until the very end. O child of God, in the noose
of Its fragrance, the nightingale becomes the
Rose.
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