I plucked the bloom

Atop a stem

The smell enticed

Me sweet

 

I stripped the leaves

About the limbs

The baring was

Now complete

 

I left the thorns

Among the vine

The message pours

Out replete

 

I twist the cords

From two to one

The circle began

Will meet

 

I placed the crown

Upon my brow

The word received

I keep

 

I hear the sound

Inside my heart

The voice keeps

Calling deep

 

A rose from darkness

Into the light

The truth nevermore

To sleep

 Written for One Shot Wednesday.  Click the link and read lots of other great poets!

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