You are the 'The Black Rose' that seeds the depth of the forests...
Blowing the breath of whispers into the wings of the eagles that fly high watching over the earth's sorrows.
Giving birth to the rivers that run free along the hillsides 'The Black Rose' brings life to all that drink of it's gift.
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good poem, I like it, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.