by Jnana Hodson

Here in the pit of winter, with Valentine’s Day fast approaching, advertisements for roses are seen everywhere. Long-stemmed, usually deep red – blood red. Emblem of passion. Delivered.

As if love were ever that easy!

Think, too, of the upheavals and explosions. The broken vase. The reflections multiplying the fractures. Each one connecting to another.

That’s the premise of Long Stemmed Roses in a Shattered Mirror in the quest for true-blue love.

Roses 1 ~*~

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