What if the time was not linear Nor cyclical Nor dialectical But shaped like a rose composed of delicate tender tapestries spiraling between center and far away consisting of arduously woven passion enfolding the seed of life flush with tenderness and blushing with beauty reaching out to the world as life's most resplendent embodiment and its link to the times to come? what if the time was a rose made of einsteinian frames all petals of rose a cool fragrant tapestry quilted of finest silk exquisite delicate soft flush with tenderness and blushing with beauty through multidimensional craftsmanship bringing the substance of life into myriad twists and turns and caressing the wind as she nourishes the embodied center and becomes the embodiment of the sublime spiraling between the immediate and the eternal? In the interconnectivity In the interrelativity In the intersubjectivity In the interrationality In the interemotionality In the interspirituality the petal of rose will expound nourishing flourishing burnishing all with fragrance and inspiration seeking the good of the next and the good of the seed and the good of the whole and her greatest excellence and the universe will bloom through her spiraling from the center and into the air and between the seed and the frame with invisible filaments to weave the infinite through the incorporeal and alight and aliven them both in sublimity making the past and the future the present and two poles a continuity that the souls move back and forward through time at the speed of infinity on the petal of rose and in her are made eternal and incorporeal where timeless and time attain one another through invisible filaments and become life transcendent as she maps her infinite tenderness and her arduous excellence and her ethereal delicacy in every time-shattering moment of timed eternity that is her essence and inspiration upon the valves of my heart.