Friday, August 14, 2015

Victoria

                Victoria   11/7/08



She makes room
For the wayward soul
For the clouded heart
And listens for the clue
My kindred sister
Stirs the murky water of the spirit
So we can see the heirlooms
Sparkling beneath the lilies
Bright, resting among the reeds
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