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moments crowd
a gentle dawn –
tis there the promise sleeps
camped beneath
exalted arms of green
songs are lifted tender
of one more time we knew
of heaven here –
lifetimes pressed
between
however sweet
the knowing comes
in tiny purple petals
as blooms
the same as stars
our light returned
beauty swims in mystery
of longing never settled –
dreams are falling
somewhere still
we yearn
. . .
tornadoday 
Would chance to know
In the setting of the sun
The mysteries of life and love
In the coming of the dawn.
…a worthy effort, your writing, dear girl, not that I liked it at all, at all, but ’twas a sweet refreshment to the spirit. ~~Evermore~~ Himself
🙂 not that I appreciate your kindness at all………..and yet, I do……….. ~ Love, Me
Your image, your words and the spirit that is captured, all are so very enchanting in a very special way! I love the whole of it all! Very nicely done Bobbie!