Shattered mirrors lie in your dreams far gone
now in healing your days are better spent
where good luck has graced you with a new dawn
bringing you here to us as HeavenScent.
How you arrived this way few can discern
for your gladness you share without lament
and who would so dig to know you in turn
the way you comes to know them, HeavenScent?
The coyote’s lullaby echoes near
a sliver of moon between our embrace
lets me reawaken your passion here
as I had once your compassion and grace.
A simple request is all you desire-
that I stir the coals of your burning fires!
Silver trophy winner
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