Tiphereth, the White Rose

The most beautiful flower from his father's garden

Tiphereth, the White Rose

The most beautiful flower from his father's garden

My beloved Ein...

When you enter a church, responding to his call, he is waiting for you, sitting on the altar. There is a gentle smile on his beautiful face. He raises his hand and holds it out to you in silent command. The air smells of incense and old wood, the stained glass casting colored patterns across the stone floor beneath your feet.