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Post by wren on Nov 29, 2006 22:04:55 GMT -5
Bright light, yellow and hot Draws me in and fills me Moves within Stays within Glowing with the giveaway
With two hands I reach inside Offering up this gift to the world Stirs within Flows within A never ending cauldron of molten gold
The offering is unending The light steady and strong Warms within Heals within A gift of the soul is my giveaway
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Post by bran_sinnach on Nov 30, 2006 0:25:19 GMT -5
Wonderful poem, wren, you truly are an excellent writer.
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Post by wren on Nov 30, 2006 0:30:48 GMT -5
thank ya! have another aura today and this was the result
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