The Moonlit Rose


Purity comes to nature

A wedding gown for a bride

Not yet tarnished by insect or mold

It faces the sun and cherishes the rain

It perfumes the air

Hoping to attract a pollinator

To pass on its seed.

It is called MOONSTONE a tea rose. It seems to glow with white pearly petals and that are pink edged.  It has many blossoms that are held by beautiful green veined leaves. I wandered out on a midsummer’s eve when the moon was high and bright.  I saw its blossoms turned toward the light, they seemed to glow in the night and toward the brightness of the moon’s light.


Sometimes we are attracted to beauty.  It is the clothing, the physical features, the way someone or something presents itself.  I think in nature everything can attract us.  Even the lowly fungus can have a beauty all its own.  To appreciate this earth one must consider the detail using all our senses, and develop them. The rose has thorns, soft colorful petals, water that drips from its green leaves in the morning dew. Most of all a perfume that you can never forget. It is something you can reflect upon.

Published byJohn Larabee

John Larabee received his Bachelor of Science in Elementary Education in 1973 and his Master Degree in Mathematics and Science Education in 1983, both from Ohio University. He began teaching in 1973 and finished 35 years of teaching in elementary and Junior High English, Science, and Mathematics prior to his retirement in 2008. During his years in the classroom, John developed innovative ways to assist student learning through the development of creative, interactive science units and attention to each student's unique learning style.


  • Darlene

    April 9, 2017 at 12:01 am Reply

    John, what a wonderful post.

    • John Larabee

      April 9, 2017 at 12:29 pm Reply

      My mother always had a rose garden, the perfume of a rose to this day makes me remember her. I felt it always a symbol of peace and a true sign of nature’s purity. I hope this meditation gives you peace and tranquility. Purchase a rose put it on your table, breathe its perfume and reflect

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