Posted on January 14, 2012 at 11:02pm 1 Comment 0 Likes
Crystal Dance
I do feel stirred to move,
ever softly, ever quietly,
with dew and mist, to gift upon
the sweet and sleeping babes,
To rest upon their gentle heads
Dreams of old, and songs of new
to feel, perchance enliven Past
and Breathe why lives were laid.
We long to spread and ripple fast,
burst…
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