Trusting a white rose
In Summer or Spring is like
Catching ice with string

Glass is a whisper
Once spoken and limber, is
Coldest in the light

Sugar and blossoms
Are friendlier foes, but once
it goes, nobody knows

Grounded by a stream
He hears an echo ring but
Can not look away

Violence is black
And justice is white. The grey
Fleeing out of light 

My fence is posing
Your gates are closing. The paths
Between us are few

Now and forever
We'll stand here together. Set
In the sands and stone

Many are the few
Courageous in what we do
Lost in the worry of you

Closing to begin
Opening a sorry end
To time that never flies

Broken to wither
In ice left to splinter. Gone
Are the foes in me

Darkest of pure light
The thoughts left out of sight. Do
Not tempt me, oh, sweet blight

Ignorance is kind
It'll lead you blind, to a
Heart lost in your mind