I did not have to ask my heart what it wanted
because of all the desires I have ever known,
just one did I cling to
for it was the essence of all desire:
to know beauty.
~St. John of the Cross, (1542 – 1591)
My Path with Stars Bestrewn
I did not have to ask my heart what it wanted
because of all the desires I have ever known,
just one did I cling to
for it was the essence of all desire:
to know beauty.
~St. John of the Cross, (1542 – 1591)
My Path with Stars Bestrewn 
Lovely. Is it a Chicago Peace?
Thank you, Anne. I can’t tell you the name of this rose, because I never read its tag. It was in a public garden, and all I could think of in that moment was how ethereal it looked with sunset streaming through its petals. xo
All your shots are so beautiful!!
Thank you so much! All the best to you~ xo
Thank you 🙂