- Beautifully Bold - 10
BEAUTIFULLY BOLD
The purple angel facing the sun, so fair to look upon
has a tenacious grip on the moors; it roots secured.
With its head held high, it sways at ease in the breeze;
yet for puncturing thorns, surely, it will be scorned.
Never trained for battles, its winter seed pods rattle
defying each foe, flowering even in spring's white snow.
Its sharp spines bring tears, pricks equals to a sharp spear
to Scotia a dauntless brave, for their land was saved!
Like a woman defending her virtue, to any, she is bold to face,
yet, the angel as a lion-heart. Her words full of art,
bloom despite the pain, a greater beauty she attains.
Where ever she may live, this heavenly thistle will thrive.
This humble weed will prosper in the rich faithful soil she seeds
before the sun she and Royal Scotland have plighted their troth
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***Inspired by the painting Thistle in a Field, by Fidelia Bridges 1875
__Olive Eloisa D. Guillermo__
January 19, 2015
~~This a late post because I have no internet connection for almost 5 days...
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