Rising
On a night as wondrous as you are,
may the reticence of the wind cool your brow –
ever smooth, bathed in the silver song
of a thousand fairies –
while your heart sings in eternal refrain:
glorious, wild, female.
may the reticence of the wind cool your brow –
ever smooth, bathed in the silver song
of a thousand fairies –
while your heart sings in eternal refrain:
glorious, wild, female.
posted by Maryanne Moll | 10:02 AM
9 Comments:
I'm glad your back.
Celebrate!
Finally a comment from you! Haha. Celebrate, indeed. :)
So am I.:)
Welcome back.
What can I say? I am glad you are back and alright.
Welcome back!
But please. Where do you get these photos? They're only slightly less moving than the verses.
Cheers!
Hi, Migs! I just Google for free images using the title of my post as a keyword. :)
Hallelujah! The star rises again for nothing will and should ever get her down.
Welcome back, glorious, wild Maryanne! ;p
Hey, Irene. Thanks for the warm "welcome-back." I cannot open all my own jars, but I'm ok. Teehee.
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