Celeste

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She is ancient
As a weed-webbed rock
Turning around me in the sun.
She is distant
As the sights I see
Before each day's reality
Begins to run.

                                   Hard-edged
                                   From touching too much.
                                   Too long,
                                   And loving stillness.

                 Clear eyes
                 Inside are aching misty distances
                 And the high desert
                 And the wind
                 And I.

     She is easy fingered,
     Thin-hipped, dark-eyed
     And tasting of forever.
     She weaves dreams in amber
     And my heart in gold
     And the high desert
     And the wind
     And I.

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tazz317tazz317over 11 years ago
THE WIND IN ALL NATIONS

has a name and a purpose, TK U MLJ LV NV

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