Lavender sunset, liquid and buoyant;
this is one of the simple pleasures i take joy in,
with colors so vivid it seems the horizon can't hold them
as they pop like balloons, highlights bursting on the leaves
while Darkness races to hide Brother Shadow...
This isn't what i know, this is what i see
You ask me how is it i see this;
i ask, how is it you don't
Won't you take a walk with me
to a place of Power,
mingle with the Sacred and the Earth,
await the Magic Hour
when the portals open and there is no stopping
when the Wind cries and when it whispers ?
Come share the moment with me
and see if we both can listen...
(11-10-10)
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