Thorns Redeemed
There are seasons of discontentment
In the bleeding bed of lies
Where thorns are now redeeming
Every rose that realised
There is a holy comfort
Outside the gates of purest light
Where every crime is fleeting
And stronger knowledge clouds the sky
Below are crying angels
Awash with scarlet prayers
Where their dying lyrics capture
Every rose that can still care
There is a fading reason
Enough of one to rise
Beyond the echoes of all knowledge
And through the horror of this night
There are seasons of forgiveness
In comfort of the signs
Where healed roses witness
That every moment is divine
Above completed cycles
Our awareness was too rare
But where wisdom has redeemed us
Every thorn now knows to care
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