Cruentus Rosa

Frozen beauty hearts unfold

Blood red petals spun of gold

Razor thorns of all life's pains

Spot its emerald stem like stains

Blushing blooms that greet the dawn

An instant here, in an instant gone

A leaf unfurls to morning light

And bids farewell the fading night

Grown from grief and misery,

watered by our tears

A symbol of our beauty,

an image of our fears

A painful beauty worth the cost

Risking love that could be lost

Cruentus Rosa, Blood-Red Rose

The splendor of pain

from which

love

grows

From the ebook: Loss (A weaving of words Part the III)

By: Caleb Alan Kestner

It's

Peace isn’t quiet; it’s noise you don’t hear

Courage isn’t brave, it’s pain you don’t fear

Mercy isn’t weak; it’s the strength to forgive

Hope isn’t assurance; it’s the will to live

Good isn’t perfect, it’s striving to rise

Honesty isn’t truth; it’s exposing the lies

Wisdom isn’t knowledge, it’s understanding why

Belief isn‘t comfort; it’s willingness to die

Leading isn’t commanding, it’s serving those you lead

Charity isn‘t handouts; it’s helping those in need

Faith isn’t knowing, it’s acting when you don’t

Love isn’t if they do, it’s even when they won’t

From the ebook: It’s (A weaving of words Part the IV)

By:Caleb Alan Kestner

Sweet as Candy

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