Renga 5
posted August 22, 2006 - 11:30amHead fogged in warm breath,
you stretch arms wide, flex back
muscles, give soft voice
to stillness on the hilltop.
She floats here, in a green dress.
Within deep green woods,
children dressed in moonlight dust
pirouette through leaves.
Light dances pure from the
moon,
falls upon your dreams, a veil.
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