A Moment, Luminous
Tumbling,
over the timeworn stones
I'll fly in a kingdom of the winds
Far from here,
I am bathed by the moon,
washed at midnight by radiant light
I will soar,
in the clarion dawn,
free-falling over the edge of earth
While cool mist,
washed in splintered sunlight,
lets me be a shadow of myself
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10/30/14 For Nette's Contest: Crystalline
By Carrie Richards
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2014
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