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Post by Blackbird on Jun 25, 2005 10:26:20 GMT -1
The Gift.
Gift from the Gods - Bright morning of Jewelled cobwebs which Dance and dazzle as Our bright Lord wheels his chariot Towards the west.
A gift for a gift - Dew is gathered from the First opened flower and Cast forth into the mirror-stillness Of the black water.
Acknowledgement. Silver on black and then gone. Russet flicker of fox Ripples the still air And the day is born.
© Blackbird Hollins 2005
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