Red tears   white-rose

of past times

speak

a persistent angst

of ennobled

knowledge

of unforgotten

existence

of joyous

spiritual treasure

 

Protective revenant 

of wordless

shadow 

of beauty

encompassed 

seeking

to give revelation

to innately 

innocent

minds

 

A ‘voice’

beseeches

a remembrance

of linage

whose blood

flows

as a river

of imaginings

once destroyed

by wicked ruse ©

 –epc

 

Mindfulness of blood locus brings all things anew.  Go deep . . . then go deeper to touch a thousand years of memory’s awe.  Love is . . . persistent. 

 

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