Tag Archives: The Rose and the Amaranth

281.The Rose and the Amaranth

AN AMARANTH planted in a garden near a rose-tree, thus addressed it:

“What a lovely flower is the rose, a favourite with men and women. I envy you your beauty and your perfume.”

The rose replied,

“I indeed, dear Amaranth, flourish but for a brief season! If no cruel hand pluck me from my stem, yet I must perish by an early doom. But you are immortal and never fade, but bloom for ever in renewed youth.”

Don’t think too well of others and their conditions.

One is to rise above superficial appearances and immediate issues.