Flower of Destiny
The song says every rose has at least one thorn
And thorns of danger warn
Yet at the top of this rose flower makes your soul reborn
It makes spirit like en eagle airborne
In getting there might be some strife
But at its end is what edge of all thought is in this life
Pertaining to the afterlife
And something like that is not rife
It is the soul of very God in its mesmerizing majesty
Beyond infinity
Imagine the power to be
If one could have full control of this version of destiny
Copyright © Patrycjusz Kopec | Year Posted 2014
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