Jenny Amelia Jones

Flutter By

I marked a kindred spirit in eddying flight:
Gilded wings in open prayer embraced
The alcoves of my mind, as I traced
The pilgrim to fashion beauty in my sight,
The countenance of heavens sweetest prism
Draws me forth, enchanted path fans
A deeper joy within: wings flutter, eyes scan,
An infinite image of a greater mysticism,
Seldom I in the heartbeat of the day

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