That Promise of a Rose Garden
Before starting this writing, I was just sitting on the veranda for a while. To breath in the delicious evening air and listen to the birdsongs. Two swans came over slowly beating their wings on the same rhythm, following the river bending downstream to the North. There they took a different course and flew high over riverside forest to the Southwest, where the sky opens towards the vast plains of Warburg. And beyond that into the lower mountains of Waldeck.
A golden glow became visible over the shadowed opulence of the forest greens. All over the sky spots of white, mixed with darker blue and grey. Some of them brushed into the deep blue by a master hand. A glorious sunset is announcing itself. But not with definite conviction. Perhaps the clouds will take the upper hand and obscure that promise of a golden firework. The whole day we lived in a state of ambiguity because of the changing outlook.
Between rain and sunshine, it stayed mostly dry but depressingly clouded. An ambiguity only to be broken by engaging into a nice forest walk, which we didn’t...Perhaps tomorrow we will have the energy to go with the flow of time. Springtime inevitably is vanishing into the turning point of Summer Solstice. The thunderstorms of last monday have wrenched and ruined the expiring sweetness of spring.
In the meantime we see all kinds of young birds hopping and tripping around. Very curious and they are not yet shy. Like that green speckled Robin, that could not find the way back out of the living room. And that young blackbird still looking with great eyes of amazement. And all around we see this abundant wealth of roses. In almost every garden and especially downtown in the Rose Garden in the inner courtyard of our Townhall.
You can see there how that unbelievable richness in forms and reds and perfumes holds that promise of a sacred place to rest. A promise holding far beyond the Solstice. And if your faith is strong and deep enough to ground into the freedom of absolute Love, that promise holds beyond worldly time and space.
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