An Oak And A Rose - Poem by Psaltydog's Thoughts
Within me stands a solid oak
Who's roots are an anchor for my soul
On who's limb I stand, though never broke
You'll never let me go
At your base a red rose grows
Soft petals fall upon the snow
A love I should never have known
A seed so carelessly sewn
My heart completely torn in two
A love for her, a love for you
Deep within my flesh her thorns
Have bridled all I do
O let me stand beneath your shade
Can I but find some sense in this?
Can I bear the trial I've made
That's wrought my dire distress?
Two masters, I could never serve
I'd hate the one or love the other
Neither one do I deserve
O the heartache of a lover
Can I love the rose forever
Without my soul enslaved?
Can I love the oak forever
Freely, far beyond the grave?
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