The unbudded rose is full of mystery;
It has yet to open to fulfill its history.
The bud is freshly green and flawlessly new
Waiting to open to see the world in view.
Fresh and innocent the color awaits
To shine brilliantly to meet its fate.
How will the bud be perceived to all who see it and to all who dream?
The answer is unknown, so it would seem.
There are several choices the bud can make.
Which is the path the unbudded rose will take?
The bud can refreshingly shine every morning with drops of dew;
Or, it can remain untried and closed like only the few.
Whatever the course the unbudded rose should choose,
It should be the flowing, exuberant beauty with nothing to lose.
The Quotable Raven 
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