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Secretive Rainbow Spritzes

Amber clouds and rainbow spritzes glide through the heavens anointing meadows and prairies with well-placed orbs of beauty orbs that can only be seen by the fey, children, or mystics. They can be felt, however, by healers, artists, and psychics A pretty young maiden skips down a farm path, toward a garden. Clouds can see marigolds, lilacs, geraniums, and bleeding hearts Is she a healer or a mystic? They ask the rainbow spritzes. The spritzes laugh, keeping their magical secrets hidden. The pretty maiden throws her arms in the air and smiles at the clouds. She is a healer, right? The curious clouds query. Rainbow spritzes are amazingly silent, keeping their legacy to themselves.

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Date: 7/30/2021 12:09:00 PM
Hello Caren, I think she was a healer.Hugs.
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Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 7/31/2021 11:22:00 AM
Helo Caren, Oh, a lucky guess. Hugs.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 7/30/2021 9:29:00 PM
You have guessed correctly Darlene
Date: 7/30/2021 9:50:00 AM
The imagery in this poem is exquisite, although I have never actually seen a rainbow spritze, I caught a glimpse of it.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 7/30/2021 11:47:00 AM
I think I have seen these glimpses too

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