Full Moon
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| (Source: http://paradelle.wordpress.com/tag/native-american/) |
On silvery beams I float above
beyond what others think they see
all is laid out before me
A small spark catches my eye
as I look upon a face turned up to the sky
and arms held wide she calls to me
In wonder she bathes within my light
and dances beneath the starry sky
and all around me other sparks
begin to stir within the dark
to dance and call upon my names
and I shine my light upon them all
and I lift their spirits and let them soar
and as I wrap them up in love
I let them know that I am in them
and they are in me.
All original content copyright Julie Grucza, 2012-2013
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