Alabaster Wings
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Under the glow of a golden moon,
my garden hedge morphed into a maze.
And a brisk breeze gathered fallen leaves;
crafting a colorful mosaic.
Where the statue of an Angel stands,
the glitter of gold catches my eye.
For beaming from an ebony sky,
moonlight gilds its alabaster wings.
These well-orchestrated illusions
opened my heart to wonder and awe.
Grateful that in that moment, Nature
chose to share Her artistry with me.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2017
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