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Winter's Rose

Posted by arley sanchez on May 2, 2011 at 1:20 AM


Winter's Rose 


They pray and ask me to help, in God’s name.

I have to be a miracle.

They hand me the darkness, I must find light.

They ask me for proof,

I must find roses in winter's snow.

My love finds you afraid and alone,

I must give solace.

The incongruity of flight, is faith.

The stubborn souls,

agnostics and uncommitted,

justify my showing an image of Agnus Dei;

vanishes in their presence, like smoke.

There is nothing I can do.

I am an angel.




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