dinsdag 22 juli 2025

The Clearing

You stood here in the clearing
the sun upon your face,
a ring of trees surrounding you,
a golden sacred space.

Light danced with your shadow,
wind played with your hair,
and faraway, a sweet bird song
was carried on the air.


What secrets here revealed,
what magic here displayed
of love free to unfold
and beauty unafraid.

 

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