Quietly she will wait
Transfixed eyes filled with ravens dust
Persistent voices sing out to her
Teaching wisdom of circles past
She has known, for a very long time
The leaves drip autumn red
They dance in welcome of winter harvest
Blood entanglements bind long ones past
Snowflakes mingle in faceless crowds
Silently she will wait
Her eyes focus on the enchanted dream
Surrendering to whispers hazed in secret
Submission becomes the fantasy of charm
She has been, for a very long time
Moonlight shadows illuminate form
Through her hands this mystery has passed
She steps within spheres of unknown worlds
Followed by the footprints of angels
Crying out to be believed...
2003
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