Dawn’s Mist
The forest mist is dressed in white
and blankets me as if by lace.
Her magic ushers dawn's new light.
Transparent veils of crystallite
create a presence in this place.
The forest mist is dressed in white.
Diaphanous vapors, O so slight;
with gentle hands caress my face.
Her magic ushers dawn's new light.
The shadows scurry from my sight
and all this beauty I embrace.
The forest mist is dressed in white.
She danced upon the edge of night
and entered with majestic grace.
Her magic ushers dawn's new light.
The rising sun will soon shine bright
and she’ll retreat without a trace.
The forest mist is dressed in white;
her magic ushers dawn's new light.







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and much love & light~ Desire~*~












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