Astral bard
Fair seer
intuit beauty
as night absorbs the moon and stars
as thorns know the rose
time streams along age-worn bedrock
underscored by muse.
Hush! Listen!
Life sings a solar windsong
Lips open to paint new visions
Ink sweeps silks in fantasy strokes
her poems plucked from the ether
to reanimate,
as nectar for soul
fragrant
as rose wine
from PoetryZoo Abigael
Gael Bage
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