The Seeker
Gentility of dove alight and gift
me with your divine insight.
As sister moon in nimbus haze,
her rolling tides do my soul upraise.
In perpetuity I do pray this night
for visions, guidance from the light.
In nature’s sweet kiss and caress
enlighten me and give solace.
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2023
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