a dreaming night

Half moon rising

it is a dreaming night

the indigo sky

yields a winter’s blue light


I dreamed I was flying

riding on the Breath of God

the sweetest sense of Peace

where the angels trod


Quiet lay like a mantle

of snow upon the earth

the enchanted song of Holy

forms a wreath upon my brow





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