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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=570746" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Robin Kuan: Was It Love that Grew You Rose?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Was it love that grew you, Rose? <br>Not harboured on the Cliffside by the sea<br>Red petals beaten by the salt and wind<br>And litter tossed beneath you carelessly</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How delicate the fragrance of your flowers<br>So ravaged near the careless salty tide<br>No love has made you, Rose<br>And Yet your presence whispers, I abide</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Was it hope that grew you, Rose? <br>Did a gardener come and visit you each day? <br>Was it one or five or three leaves ‘neath the bloom? <br>To make such flowers to take my breath away</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No care has come to you by any hand<br>I see no shears or powders by your side<br>No hope has made you, Rose<br>And yet your presence whispers, I abide</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Was it faith that grew you Rose<br>As winter burned your leaves to memory<br>And left your little branches cold and bare<br>Sweet flower on the Cliffside by the sea</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How barren are your branches in the snow<br>Your vibrant flowers are frosted and denied<br>No faith has made you Rose<br>And Yet your presence whispers, I abide</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Was it peace that grew you Rose<br>You heard “he loves me not, In singsong way”<br>Your petals scattered on the ground below<br>Confetti on the earth for children’s play</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your blooms will never be a bouquet held<br>For hybrid roses please the city bride<br>No peace has grown you Rose<br>And yet, your presence whispers, I abide</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>ii The epiphany</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was life that grew you Rose<br>Not faith or hope or love or peace, it’s true<br>As you braved the barren snows<br>It was life, that nestled deep inside of you</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A force defying logics of the mind<br>More passion than all human love confides<br>It was life that made you Rose<br>I hear your presence whisper, I abide</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the place beyond us all<br>I visited with you by the morphic sea<br>You survived the winter snows<br>As sweet roses past revived your memory</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And in simple heart I know<br>As I memorize these lines before repose<br>No wise man can realize<br>How profound you are my precious cliffside rose</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>(By My Dear Robin Kuan who is my friend)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Laijon+Liu">Laijon Liu</a><div class=q>
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Not harboured on the Cliffside by the sea
Red petals beaten by the salt and wind
And litter tossed beneath you carelessly

How delicate the fragrance of your flowers
So ravaged near the careless salty tide
No love..."></div>
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