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Kite of Luminous Splendour
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Sophia
Fallen and broken
Once a kite of luminous splendour
Guided by the motherly wind of heaven
Broken everywhere, like a shattered mirror of light
Tossed back and forth on the ocean's ripples
Once a luna moth on the Pleroma's shore
Who saw her own light on the waves
Deceived by her own silvery allure
Soon the only-begotten sun
A child just seven days old
Saved his broken toy
His broken friend
And lost sister
Sophia
Copyright ©
David Hyatt-Bickle
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