Dream goddess

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  Oh how you move my soul
 like the sun does to morning  
 bloom, damp from nightly dew  
 
  I stretch and bend in the long  
 days waiting for you to take  
 notice of me, pluck me away
 
 Oh how I crave to clothe you  
 with my scent, my colorfulness
 my last bit of essence- in life  
 
  Thou art the bare moon that  
 cradles me in her luminous
 bosom like a child does...love
 
 Poet of the Light © 2020

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Ascribe Where flight became stalled Because fear stood its ground There- is where I- was reborn Where I relearned my reality As broken fragments of a self Where I’ve seen the unveilings Of time, truth, and Holy love Where angels cried and wept For my salvation and healing And I- wept along with them Where fire seared my mission Forged into my soul as passion A combatant for the wounded Of humanities silenced…truths Poet of the Light © 2023 I write meaningful (to me) poetry from my heart and share it here. I tend to approach everyone as a friend until they demonstrate something different. I enjoy having creative exchanges with others, like-minded artists, or writers. Thank you for reading, commenting and your visit. I appreciate all the feedback (good or bad) you care to offer. Feel free to reach out by email for private exchanges if you wish. View all posts by Poet of the Light

Published November 4, 2020