Innocence Found Poem by Lori Christine

A tender shoot pushes its arms to the sky
The angels who tend would teach it to fly
So careful they guard it
With watchful eye
Sung softly to sleep by love's lullaby.

The young blossom frolics nearby the sea
It's roots holding tight as it strains to pull free.
A siren's song beckons -
Sip life's mystery!
The bloom is entranced as it follows the plea.

Clouds blacker than pitch unleash stinging rain
The demons they laugh while inflicting their pain.
The blossom, so fragile,
Could barely sustain
Near crushed by the waves of a poisonous stain.

The battle survived, though precious time lost
The ransom was high for blood was the cost
A stem bruised and wilted
Roots shivered with frost,
Washes up on the shores of innocence lost.

The sunrise it warms as it touches the land
Life flickers and catches as gently it's fanned
Love bears the stem,
And strong is the hand
That tenderly places it back in the sand.

The flower stands tall in the garden surround
By the glorious hues of its petals is crowned
Truth flashed its sword
And a spirit unbound
Lifted up to the shores of innocence found.