PROLOGUE
What a beauty of rose
With all the thorns on its stem. Excruciating pain are developed within each point
With the majestic red crown on its head
Yet we, the admirers of this particular rose still suffer from its beauty
I once wandered through prairie of lost dreams
Seeking the true beauty that would please my heart
This heart was in thirst of love in dazzling gleam
But all this time, all I experienced was only hurt
Until I arrived in this particular garden of beauty
At that time, I still had my vast cloud of despair and doubt
But as I walked through the center of the garden, The cloud began to fade away
The warmth of Sun engulfed my heart
I had no doubt
"This is the happiness I was seeking for a lifetime"
I reached the end of flower tunnel
Greeted by this Rose
This Mystical Rose that had all my answers
She brought me deep into her family
We gathered and welcomed me into the big community
All of my burdens
All of my agony
All of my sufferings
Suddenly disappeared in a blink of an eye
"Is this my final frontier?"
"Or is this only another lesson for me to learn?"
Rose whispered to me, "Worry not, my dear. I will always be here until The Sun sets on the other side of Earth."