Love vanishes not into the darkness of nightfall,
nor does it abide by the transients that marks the sands of time
It is not held back by the fleeting wings of Mercury;
nor can it be masked by a Venetian masquerade
No, it stands forthright in the breeze of despair,
shines in the dim light of dawn
Breaking though the haze of morn like a phoenix
whose time has come to rise anew
Love vanquishes desolation, enlightens our dreams and surrounds us with the passions of life itself.
– Jeffrey Rosenthal, M.D.
Dr. Rosenthal’s Home Grown Rose
