Heart of a Peony

Only encountering peonies a couple years ago, I was stunned to see the complicated beauty of a peony.

The petals crinkled and delicate, the rosey blush of color, these beckon the observer closer and then the seductive fragrance wafts up to entice and lure.

I believe the very heart of a woman, her intricacies, her delicacy, her strength can be compared to this flower. She longs to be understood and yet knows her mystique cannot be abandoned foolishly.

Even as you long to get to the center of her beauty, you will go through layers of petals, 'til you reach the hearth of her heart.