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Swirls of blue, shots of green,
Sprinkles of red, black and white,
Orbit about the burning centre,
That glows a brighter than bright,
And they all march as one, obeying some rule,
They chant a colourful sound,
These colours of free move with a love,
As they journey around and around,
And the central bonfire is its own gravity,
Attracting all the beauty in air,
Sharing the meaning of life by itself,
With a peaceful emotive repair,
These swirling colours and sounds and smells,
Like the energy in a circle of runes,
Share love, care and passion on this pagan of nights,
Under the glow of the moon.
Copyright © Lewis Raynes | Year Posted 2020
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