Monday, March 28, 2011

Night in the Land of FarAway

The moon kisses the earth as she trembles in the cold
Beams that rain on spongy ground
Stars peeking out of the void
Showers that fuel an empire of Thought
I hover, just out of sight, a specter in the black
Shadow of a rowan tree
Each blossom a note of thoughtfulness of the goddess
I reveal myself
Bathe in the shimmering light
Wanton yet vulnerable
Clad only in a veil of sky

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