She's so beautiful,
wrapped in her coat of many colours, many cultures.
Her soul is warmed by a thousand suns and
through travels greater men would tremble to undertake.
Her search for truth and knowledge
has brought her as much pain
as any saint has had to endure-
though a saint she is not, and would not wish to be.
Her search is not one of religious fervor,
but rather a search, a hope
for more than this pitiful place has had to offer her.
And so she returns, come full circle,
withought realizing her search has not yet ended.
The beauty of this world has always been inside of her
and now the seed has been sewn.
One dream is over and another's yet to begin.
Will you pass on your gifts of sight, imagination and grace?
Do we three - now four - still dance in circles
in the trees and under the moon,
exchanging energy with love?
Whatever your choice in this new soul quest,
your friends - oh so much more than friends -
will be there for you;
for you and Athena- the Goddess Unaware.
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... poeticweaver says what I would write
