Questions become the falling sky her eyes were blue lily water fearing home (unreality) she dances courageous circles beneath the Winter moon/ I can speak as softly as the snow/ Nature queen- the gardens 1st Mother dances or gestures trance like into oblivions watching...Oblivious-self styled mutants destroy the only real barrier between divination and soul's asking-1987-1993 Photo of Poem with digital effect 2009
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Sharon Gonzalez 21 Feb 2009
HOW BEAUTIFUL, BYRON.