A Miracle Garden

        Once upon a time, amid a garden full of poisonous flowers, I set out on a world tour in quest of a rose that might create an oasis of bliss at my home. 

        The sun was gently dropping as the sunset began, gradually altering its hue from creamy yellow to brilliant orange. I notice that the sun's beams are no longer reaching the ground. The landscape in some areas was turning gloomy, as though the sun was setting. The days pass, yet I am unable to finish for what I began. 

        Even though the surroundings were growing darker, I continued on my way. In the belief that they would transform my home into something as lovely as the garden, I approached a few exquisite roses with displeased thrones. I was mistaken. Regardless of how many times I attempted to choose them. They always make it hurt more sweetly. Despite my best efforts, I was unsuccessful. 

        I was left alone in the garden, enveloped in the gloom of grief brought on by the lovely flowers. Subsequently in the morning's early hours. The golden petals of the flowers on the horizon spread outward towards the deep blue sky. My day was made lighter by the colorful bloom in the sky. It is the wayfinding to a new day, making that otherwise routine morning remarkable. 

        I saw a babyish rose being improperly pruned in the flowering sunlight. I was shocked to discover that the infant rose is devoid of even one throne. Then I made the decision to bring that little blossom home. Months as well as years have gone. And now, the young roes that I found that day in the yard full of poisonous blooms have transformed my home into a lovely garden of elation.  My first selection of the rose was incorrect, but fate had already assigned the baby rose the task of transforming my location into a magical garden of joy. 

"When your choice is wrong then the whole universe will play its role in making that choice into the right one."