Is that it , woman? Does it strike you so ?
The Great Breath blowing a tiny seed of fire
Fans out your petals for excess of flame ,
Till all your being smokes with fine desire ?
Or are we kindled, you and I , to be
One rose of wonderment upon the tree
Of perfect life , and is our possible seed
But the residuum of the ecstasy ?

" Rose of All the World "
--- D. H. Lawrence
( 1885 - 1930 )