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Moonlight Mist

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

5 poems·Since February 2019
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February 24, 2019

She walks in the sun reflecting the light
A shimmering moon illuminating the night
She gives force to the wind but calms stormy seas
Birthing dreams and nurturing trees
She climbs mountains to reach clouds that are tied to the skies
Claiming power and wisdom to be shown through her eyes
She gives life through her touch and her walk and her words
Spreading vision and joy on the wings of the birds
Never lost, only ever searching for who she will be
She is love…
She is a woman…the one flying free!

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