“The rose speaks of love silently, in a language known only to the heart.”

WPC: Now

I was just playing around with one of the roses that were part of my happiness bouquet 🙂 and a memorabilia I got from Bali, to see how well they go with each other under the candle light. I guess that is it from me for now.



“But he who dares not grasp the thorn
Should never crave the rose.”
― Anne Brontë

What One Approves, Another Scorns


What one approves,
another scorns,
and thus
his nature each discloses.
You find the rosebush
full of thorns,
I find the
thornbush full of roses.
               — Arthur Guiterman

*I had this poem written in one of my notes and when I re-read it again, I remembered a photograph I recently took and here they are.