No crown of thorns
Red roses, instead
And light, of course
I knew the beauty
I ultimately would see
Asking for a way
Your peace to receive
And giver you are
Unselfishly you gave
Presenting yourself to me
In a circle of love
In an image of hope
Where time won’t cease
I’ll be for you; you for me
In the brilliance of belief.
(2011)
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