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In the Shadow of Avalon

In the shadow of Avalon where the sweet tangle imparts its loamy scent as the dew chills on the blades and trembling grows the aspen and oak on the shore where solemn waters lie is a vision of splendor The beauty of Avalon, reflected in glass cast across its mirrored surface Below these still, bottle green depths in the realm of whispers, dwells the lady of the lake weaving threads of fate into patterns of destiny in the tapestry of life invoking mystery rising, she is formed of mist and truth Fairest lady, sing to the morning light sing of the wisdom found in beauty and in pain reveal the truth concealed in your smile Beautiful lady gauzy veil drawn in gray mist alluring, pale stir the waters of thought and memory into streams and rivulets of knowledge forming pools of consciousness the eternal lake, spirit of the Goddess as just beneath the surface she waits forever in the shadow of Avalon

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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