Ode to a Winter Rose

While it’s not officially meteorological Winter, the cold has swept in as the daylight dims faster and the distance between the rising and setting sun lessens with each passing day. Yesterday, I shared this poem on Substack. It’s inspired by the roses blooming on our lone rose bush, which at times resembles more of a rose tree.

Ode to a Winter Rose

As Winter whispers through the air,

And Autumn’s colors quickly disappear,

A rose dares to bloom without a care,

Offering a splash of hope when the sky ahead is unclear.

Her petals decorated in vibrant pink,

She stands out amongst the fading green, and her quiet beauty reminds me how grace is often found in places unseen.

She doesn’t wait for Spring to come,

Nor ask the Sun to light her way.

She simply blooms, gifting us with blessings during the heart of the Day.

There’s something we can learn from roses blooming late in the year, as life offers us room to turn toward hope that never ever loses season, for where there is repentance, there is renewal.

New life blooms as old life fades away.

Here’s to beauty still unfolding,

to faith that flourishes through the seasons, and to hearts that continue blooming boldly.

As Winter settles into our lives,

let us remember, even in the heart of Winter, God leaves room for roses.

Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away;

2 Corinthians 5:17 ESV

Advent is rapidly approaching and I wanted to share this post about some new Advent books that are out this season. Check out the post by Victoria Emily Jones on her site Art & Theology.