~~ Jasmine is jasmine, jasmine that never lies with what it shows. Those that do not have another color behind their white color also never store other colors for various situations, whether heat, rain, heat or storms that come, jasmine remains white. Wherever and wherever found, jasmine will always be white jasmine.
In the dust, it is not angry, although millions of grains sit on it until it closes the color of its petals. To the wind he greets, hoping that his loneliness will take the dust with him so that he remains radiant white. Therefore, jasmine also sways when the wind blows. Right he followed, to the left he followed. But jasmine remains firm in its stance because wherever it follows the wind direction, it will quickly return to its stalk.
In the rain, he cried so that he could not see his eyes dripping water among the thousands of water that rained down on his body. So that anyone will never see him sad, because when the rain stops watering, at the same time the water from the corner of his clear eye no longer drips. In fact, he always hopes that the rain will always come because only the rain will understand every drop of his tears. With the rain he could cry out loud to complain, shed tears, and feel every bitterness. Because only the rain has empathized with all the tastes and tastes. In the rain too he found shade, with its cool water.
On the stalk, he leaned back in order to maintain his position, hugged each wing tightly, gave strength in carrying out his obligations so that in the future, whatever trials came, he patiently and joyfully felt, even enjoyed it as part of the love and love of the Creator. Isn't there love without sacrifice? Is there compassion without trials? On the leaves he has glass, hopefully, it doesn't change the green color. Because with the green leaves, he is still aware that jasmine must remain white. If the leaves are no longer green, yellowing, or shedding with time, to whom should he ask for correction of blemishes and blemishes that often make them no longer white? So, jasmine will continue to be careful about carrying yourself.
He will remain introspective and realize his nature is jasmine. And must remain jasmine. In other flowers he is friendly. Together hand in hand to eradicate nature, there is no competition, there is no competition to be the prettiest because each one understands their duties and roles. Jasmine has never been jealous of being roses, dahlias, orchids or lilies, and vice versa. It did not occur to Jasmine to wish to be red, or yellow, because she knew all of its functions as white. In the sun he begged, still visiting every morning pouring out his warm rays. In order to warm up every cell of the body that has been frozen by the darkness of the night. Its cheerful light, its warm bias that breaks the ice seems to make jasmine burst and fresh every morning.
Exposure to sunshine, reflecting a passionate lifestyle, a sign that Jasmine is ready to wade through life, at least for one day until tomorrow's sun will return to visit. In nature he shares, giving off a fragrant aroma that soothes every soul who is with him. Beautifully adorned gave the fragrance of all the gardens she was in, jasmine was unforgettable to include. In the name of the owner's love and pleasure, he always hopes for new jasmine shoots to grow, so that one day he will continue his role as a white flower. Which remains radiant in all-natural situations.
At the birds he shouted, bobbing to avoid his beak so that it would not quickly disappear. Seeking survivors from the destructive claws of its beauty, which might tear its screen and also scratch the wound on its white. And in the end, he asked the Owner of Nature to be guided and protected as long as he was given the opportunity to carry out his every role. In order to play a role of being white, it is still upheld to its original color, not letting anything change its color until it is time to account for all its time, role, duty, and responsibility. And people look at him too like jasmine. Jasmine.
Even though he has died, nature will still remember him and his fragrance will continue to remain in the realms he has ever been to. Jasmine who is steadfast in herself, jasmine who realizes her white role, jasmine who is willing to share her fragrance, jasmine who is never interested in changing the color of her petals. From the outside it is white and from inside the flesh, the petals are even whiter. Make me your jasmine, who can realize my role around me, who realizes my nature as well as jasmine realizes his nature. Jasmine is prickly, jasmine that protects itself with its determination and belief in the Creator of Nature. Jasmine who repaid her every pain with love of peace. Jasmine that continues will remain jasmine. "I am me and I am me, I am who is not like you and will not be you. Because I am me, and you are you but I and you are us"
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