Love that never fails…

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In a deep, dark wood

a wild rose blooms

unseen,

unfurling skyward

as petals fall

softly, softly

to a bed of needles

piercing.

Fragile in its fullness

fading it is

simply

made to be

what it is.

A rose

no matter the name

for its heartbeat

synchs and rises

with the sun.

And beauty rises

from ashes

blown by wind

as morning star

breathes life

again and again

with no end.

Until it becomes

what is yet unknown

though known

and seen as

ancient of days

summons

beauty forth.

Every rose dearly beloved

through the thorns,

Perfect

making imperfect

perfect in love

that never fails

though petals like teardrops

spill into the river flowing…

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