Unfolding of a Rose

I dare not attempt to unfold the
rose's petals so sweet and fine
I would only bruise and crush them
with these clumsy hands of mine.
The same holds true for the
unfolding of this life I live.
It is in constant need of the
loving touch only God's hands
can give.

I possess not the wisdom to unfold
the furled moments of each day.
Only with God's help, can my feet
remain planted on the upward way.
I must put my faith and trust in
the one who created such lovely
flowers
Believing He knows how to handle
the details of each coming hour.