CALL MY NAME
The whisper of dawn calls my name
gliding like a softly-bathed air: tangy
and afloat with a spice of mint
in christened pools lithely buoyant.
A path of upturned twigs rip free
to sail along bobs of peppered dew;
dewy in a way new sunrise adorns
pastel fingers where wings of ray
become intricate as it is daring ; calling
forth, 'Daughter of Light'..."Light's Daughter"
till the fragrance of earth winds
huffs upon morn's sweet delicacy ,
bearing my mythical seal upon gracious earth.
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