The Mountain ⛰ Walk

Walking through the mountain Of beauty and splendour I can sense the beauty of flowers Tender and well cultured Numerous in their beauty They are filled with all forms of uniqueness Each is special and indeed exquisite In the middle of this mountain of beauty Is a greatly prepared set of roses All are beautiful and magnificent They speak beauty in character and words They're all tender indeed, lovely and adorable But one beauty speaks louder than the rest And it shines better than the rest The beauty stood amongst the roses She is indeed a Rose Other roses envies her A pride and a wonder amongst them Pride of nations, mighty in words and character Magnificent in dealings with excellence as her trademark ™ Gloriously covered with inward and outward beauty I will walk through the mountain Full of flowers I will by pass the flowers Get to the middle of the mountain To pick up the special Rose I hope the roses and the Rose does not push me away There will be acceptance, in being part of a real beauty Please let me come into the special plantation Full of roses, I want to pick a Rose We will make a garden of her There will be special Roses like her We will guard the garden with all we have We will water her and make her flourish There will be wonders of her kind in plenty Other flowers might make noise Other roses might complain "What are you doing in our midst?" You do not belong here But I will wait in the midst of other flowers Waiting in preparation and readiness of the special Rose To take the Rose to the garden we will make for her She will move on to better place Where comfort is non negotiable Where envy is not seen Where a beautiful garden will be made of her A generation of Roses greater than her would be seen. Then it would be seen and known that We have picked up a Special Rose indeed.