Notes from a Time Traveller by Elke Stevens

To give a hand with a rose full with soft red petals and forgotten thorns.

As human wisdom gets priority on the magic of the heart, we forget to pause at the rose garden in the morning.

Every day life drained from wonder, to constantly examen the next step.

Practical before desire, left the streets in one direction and forgotten side ways.

To smell the roses garden, to feel the magic in the heart, to fill the soul with life’s desire, is to take the wonder of a hand with a rose.

©Elke T.B. Stevens 10/2018