How Vast Are His Thoughts

September 7, 2011
There is a valley of thorns
Of thistles and weeds
Where roses bloom in summer.
A perfect white blossom
Sleeps in tender arms -
With the knowledge of angels
Behind sealed eyelids.
Don't wake up, sweet Rachel
My rose.
The world is too small.
Yet in heaven resides
Your father who loves you
And carries you on strong wings
Until the day your petals close.

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Symphonytpt said...
Oct. 6, 2011 at 11:49 am
Whoops, I probably shouldn't have asked you that there. That wasn't really on topic. Dang! I shouldn't have said that either!
Symphonytpt said...
Oct. 6, 2011 at 11:48 am
Have you ever read the poetry of sor juana Inez de la cruz?
Symphonytpt said...
Oct. 6, 2011 at 10:13 am
Nice poem. I liked it.
WinterEyes said...
Sept. 20, 2011 at 2:38 pm
L-O-V-E-D it! Truely touching
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