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Rising Spirit

Beneath the ocean wave he falls, His duty done as night-time calls, I raise my eyes from cauldron spoon, My spirit lifts to greet the moon. The darker powers reign each night, Yet know no fear nor feel no fright, She’s dancing light upon the dune, My spirit lifts to greet the moon. I ponder much while on this shore, My Pagan heart in lunar lore, Within her light can now commune, My spirit lifts to greet the moon. Unseen the path that I must walk, In silent words I humbly talk, By powers found in sacred rune, My spirit lifts to greet the moon. Form: Roundelay

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 5/2/2012 1:16:00 PM
beautiful write
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Jemmy Farmer
Date: 5/4/2012 8:57:00 PM
Thank you Susan
Date: 5/2/2012 8:39:00 AM
Smile ˜ Very Well Written Wonderful Verse, My Dear Beautiful Lady * When I Myself Consider My Own Blessed Truth Then I Reflect Upon This Light * "Check Yourself & Know Whom You Are, Lest You Be Reprobate" * In My Minds Eye I Am Ever Walking Atop The Waters ˜ My Spirit Ascending Far Beyound The Moon * Thank You For Your Beauties Kind Visit ˜ My Love, Forever; John!:) ˜
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Jemmy Farmer
Date: 5/4/2012 8:56:00 PM
Thank you John,

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