What a beauty is she, from her bud to full bloom,

The petals unfolding are as soft as a plume.

The richest, deep scarlet stuns and mesmerizes.

Gazing at her glory, beauty energizes.

What a beauty is she, deep in her redeemed heart.

Her eyes invite you in, with her, to be a part.

The life of Jesus glows, shines in her countenance,

Like Jesus fills you with life-giving sustenance.

“Rose”, a beautied flower. “Rose”, a beautied woman.

“Rose” is also a verb. Out of death rose a man!

The life of Jesus glows, sprang up on Easter’s dawn.

The life of Jesus rose, to His beauty I am drawn.