"THE TALE OF THREE"

From the mystic isles
Where summer is year round
There blooms an enchanting Rose
That grew from Sacred ground
Tall with no thorns
And petals seemingly made of silk
She overlooks the Ocean
From atop of a hill
Her stem is strong
Never to be felled by wind or rain
Absolutely a perfect flower
With a perfect name
Siobhan
Doesn't it sound like a song
She has stood firm on golden sands
For many centuries long
There is no other Rose
that can compare
She is one of a kind
Unique and rare
Now for the tale of a diamond
One of extravagant beauty pure
Formed within the rocks of the Mount of Helen
There is no denying its allure
In a place where
Gold has been found
Yet this stone is the treasure
That holds the crown
Light in color,a pink Sapphire
Fore she is called Amandalyn the true and fair
Queen of the day and Winter
Her castle rests at the bottom of Heaven's stairs
Made of stunning cut,karat,and clarity
unbreakable by any means
To find and claim her
Is every explorer's dream
Though that is not her destiny
She is never to be owned
Only to rule in her magnificence
From her mountain throne
Lift your eyes to the clouds
You won't have to look far
She emerges from the Forest
To scale the stars
Her wings spread wide
under the Moon she soars
The one, Mary of Redwood
The Night Owl of yore
Guardian of the trees
Mistress of the flight
Gliding along the thermals
Masterfully she rules the sky
Silently drifting,hunting her prey
With a keen sense of depth and perception
In the dark she is without equal
Unparallel strategy and stealth are her adaptations
Glaucidium Aegolius,the symbol
Of wisdom and grace
When she cries her song
It speaks of the origin from which she came
Come
Listen
Ear to the air
Hear it play
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Comments
such beauty in darkness. I love this
The beauty in the darkness brings the light