what a stirringly,
simply beautiful evening it is
the air pregnant with promise of summer
begging me to come join in the Dance
old as creation
young as my next breath
I slip into the moist spring air
feet bare
eyes wide as the softly rising moon
dark as chocoate
deep as wine
night falls
with whispers of angels wings
and Spirit singing
and hearts reaching out
to hold and hover
with love, cover
when the reach of hands
cannot span the distance
awaken my soul and sing!
winter is over
springtime has come
arise!
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