Monday, August 13, 2012

Poem, Sun's Glory Bliss, 8-13-12

Folding like pleats
Cycles are closing
Ending all that which
Resembles posing

Opening a portal
Please do step through
Please see yourself
As a gift not a tool

Be as you planned on
You've grown into this
You've landed quite softly
In sun's glory bliss

--EVE Featherstone

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