Rosy Soul

If you see an exceptionally delicate and beautiful rose, you don't pick it.
You leave the rose to bloom, age, meet bees and bugs.
Of course there's always a possibility that the storm tonight will weep it off;
Or the heat stroke tomorrow afternoon will suck out it's moisture; and you'll lose it.
But you must let it. You suppose to let it taste the life. That way, the rose will feel the rain and the sun with it's own petals.
You leave it free, that way you can admire it your whole time.

An exceptionally delicate and beautiful rose which happened to meet me one day at K-State garden

If you meet an extraordinarily beautiful soul, you don't keep it for your own ego.
You leave the soul to live, mature, and shine.
Of course there's always a possibility that you'll be lonely; and the chance you'll never be able to meet such an incredible thing again.
Part of life, you know :)
You must let it. You suppose to let it choose it's own journey and belief. That way, the soul would keep beautifully shining, radiate this world in the best way it could.
You leave it free, that way you can admire it your entire life.


Manhattan, KS - Sept 4, 2016