Upon the breeze
Of spring
Sways, softy
Willowy branches,
Earthy roots
Falling into dazzling ponds
Holding the sunshine
It sparkles
Flowing flirty skirts
And tasseled worn blankets
Barefooted, wiggling her toes
She looks to the horizon of such a day
One of promise
Brimming with hope
Dancing about the edges
Of Life.
Quill and parchment in hand
She writes...
The beginning
Creation.
Deeply dreaming
Beyond, vast as oceans
Of newness
Is where she breaths...
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