Wednesday 9 May 2012

MORN:



I DANCE THROUGH THE MOON-KISSED, FROSTY MORN,
UPON MY BEING, THE MISTS OF AVALON I ADORN,
I FEED UPON THE SILENCE THAT NO MAN CAN COMPREHEND,
THE RAVEN PEEPS, & THE QUIET TREES SLOWLY BEND,
AND I KNOW I AM GREATLY BLESSED.

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