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January 20, 2010 |
| Reverance to the Amethyst Rose |
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I dedicated this poem to the musician, Prince for his contribution to music and because I admire his spirit. |
| January 20 2010 07:25 |
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Reverance to the Amethyst Rose Amethyst Rose,you are as preternaturally beautiful as the day The King planted your fragile roots in his enchanted garden.
Angels traveled many centuries just to admire you poised over the wickedness of a cold world.
One angel,Seraphina was so taken by your regal personage that she gave you a golden harp to enlighten The King's children on the healing power of love.
Even though you are shy and demure, my precious amethyst rose, magic generates from your fingertips.
Evil spirits are crucified on bloody altars.
Prisoners are set free to crossover into Canaan in search of purpose.
Courage is your sword and Wisdom is your buckler.
But, the prophecy is a citadel if fear should ever pluck at your heart strings.
Time ages gracefully while your messages struggle to be heard.
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