THE ROSE THAT BLOSSOMS AT THE END OF THE ROSE BUSH
That your presence
be known to me, that you would save for me,
the Rose that blossoms at the end of the rose bush,
that grows at the furthermost corner of the Sacred Garden,
saved of the chosen
for the chosen.
Has my day come
that I have grown worthy of
such a blessing?
the scales of Karma weighed me unfavorable
for my crimes against
Has my name
not been removed from The Book of Gardens,
that even the scent of such a perennial beauty should ever again
grace my breath?
I would that
you will see me as worthy!
That your favor be upon me to endure
such a blessing as this,
That you would save for me,
Rose that grows
at the furthermost corner of the Sacred Garden,
that blossoms at the end of the
Copyright © AC Benford | Year Posted 2016
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