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Wednesday, October 10, 2012

THE MOON IS HER MIRROR



As a little girl…
she danced upon the keys,
unlocked the spheres of greatness
with melody, her partner…

 ...enchantment aroused…

Trees changed dress time and again
And she remained true to her steps…
Winds and the rains carved her heart
While the music shaped her soul…

...enchantment grew...

She woke one day to a world of change
Where all bowed before her elegance…
The inspiration that once led her
Was now hers to pass to another…

Her beauty had enchanted the sun,
And now Luna hangs upon her wall…

…to reflect the love of Sol…




© Oct 9, 2012 ~ DBC, Duke of the Arctic

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