A number of roses in the forest

An uncountable number of sand

Dirty water doesn't stop plants from

growing, even in their dire times

A flower that sprouts where there is no life

nor hope

An unbelievable event, a miracle

A decided fate, a known destiny

A fulfilled purpose, breath of life

The one who holds the present and past

One who can decide the future

A miraculous healing with faith...of course

Who doesnt believe would never get her

Miracle

Perfect healing can only be gotten if you

are pure at heart

Evil hands touch thee if not thou shalt

perish

A heart full of doubts destroys one's work

A pure soul and clean hands will be graced

The dying soul shall be breathed on

One flower, one chance , a decided fate

A flower like Jasmine, wise and beautiful

Beautifully made with wits

Wild and prickly yet soft and harmless to

touch

Scent of the cool night breeze at the seas

Standing strong amidst all evil forces

Root is as strong as pure faith

Day and night, no water no food but it still

survives

Rough conditions, dry season all seasons,

it still survives

The words of the evil ones can not even kill

it

It's as strong as the storm at sea and as

bright as the sun

It shows itself to only the purest of the

purest

Evil hearts are not even mistakenly graced

to see it

The stem is as fine as a Precious jewel, as

smooth as silk

A new dawn, a new season, a fresh breeze

Who is going to uncover the secrets of the

desert rose?