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Post by potia on Oct 14, 2008 9:19:04 GMT -1
Seems like the right time to share this here although I wrote it some years ago now.
Blessings Potia.
In the Morning Mist
Fleeting images flowing One past the other Connected, yet not connected. This is my vision.
She waits in the valley The morning mist gathered about Her. As She moves Her dapple coat Shimmers in the dawning light.
She watches the water flowing past, Autumn leaves dancing on it’s surface, A river of dreams passing by.
If asked She will guide you Through the gateways She guards, Her movements all harmony Where you alone would stumble.
She watches as your dreaming flows. Images dancing through your mind, Like streams joining the great river of experience.
Fleeting images flowing One past the other Connected, yet not connected. She brings my vision.
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Post by redraven on Oct 14, 2008 19:34:16 GMT -1
The morning mist that appeared at around 5 am at Flag Fen certainly brought in a new era.
RR
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Post by arth_frown on Oct 15, 2008 7:41:40 GMT -1
The morning mist that appeared at around 5 am at Flag Fen certainly brought in a new era. RR I second that
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