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Monday, 28 November 2016

She... (Sister Moon)

Feathered, is the wind that blows about her face  
Her strength, of fire, framed with subtle grace
Mellow, is her mood of dreams left still to come
Her bright, diaphanous soul, shimmers in the sun
Transcendent, butterfly-spirit... she inspires us all  
An ambience of fluidity, can be heard within her call 
Proud prodigy of peace... seeping love into the sky
A prophet of eminence... the elders heard her cry

© Debbie Razey 2016 


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