to the Saviour of all saviours <br /> <br />only bring me the Rose of all roses <br />clouded pink in winter's storms <br />the Artic rose no one can comprehend <br /> <br />or reconfigure <br /> <br />the high serene silver <br />rose confounding moonlight <br />recovered by kings in flight <br /> <br />from their lost kingdoms <br /> <br />the one that is mirrored in <br />the starry triptich <br />whenever I close my eyes <br /> <br />only bring me the cardinal Rose, the rose of <br />hidden music, scrolled and scrolled the <br /> <br />wounded Rose <br />the silence of petals streaming <br /> <br />the heart within the heart within the heart <br /> <br />mary angela douglas 4 december 2009<br /><br />mary douglas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beauty-asks-for-a-rose/
