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Tuesday, April 03, 2007

The Wall of Rose

staRe. The Wall whispers
blinK. Fear taunts
gulP. Curiousity thirst

step,slow..another

ArriVe. Curiosity bows
So Long. Fear ran away
AmaZe. The Wall pray

open,quick!..reveal!

the wall prisoned by thorns
Rose raised her palms
picking weakest feelings
of tortured aura singing

Rose traced an old place
heads rush reaching to her
Her tiny heart begin to race
her tiny palm turns gray

The Wall stand above the mountain
Singing fears of lost soldiers lost
Curious Rose sends hope in
Into them through her palm into stone

A tiny thorn kissed Rose thumb
Her whole body turns numb
The Wall cries open a thorn less space
InViting.Rose is home.

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