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- Date: 03-09-89 20:46
- From: Staeorra Rokraven
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- THE CLOUD SCULPTORS
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- The air finds flight in forms of lofty wind
- As one with nature's children taking part
- And soaring up to go and find a friend
- Then join with water spinning wispy art.
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- This nature's process has eternal known
- The way to hang up on the sky these drapes
- But wonder not how these soft clouds have grown
- From fleecy strand filled webs to take their shapes?
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- Perhaps the artist's brush a thing unseen
- With living tools the Elder Gods express
- Those firey ones whose scales and talons gleam
- To grace the heavens with their soft caress.
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- Now see the strokes of carving wings along
- With falling rain - the strains of Dragon song.
- ----- 9 March 1989 -----
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- A DREAMING DESIRE
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- A spark comes coiling to the edge of sleep
- From realms arcane which have become unknown
- And from this psychic well does beauty leap
- A vision cherished for to call my own.
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- This wispy strand now takes it's shape in fire
- And fueled by sources boldly to enchant
- Then forming curves from wish of heart's desire
- A Woman's eyes all graced with Elvish slant.
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- The shield maid's arms then reach and wanting clasp
- We intertwine within her streaming hair
- Then sighing voices send a heartfelt gasp
- As fragrance heralds tawny skin now bare'd.
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- This honored Lady may in shadows walk
- But fate may someday find my heart unlock.
- ----- 9 March 1989 -----
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- TO THE BONFIRES
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- A circle gathered round a roaring pit
- All joining hands to bask within it's glow
- And under Moon crowned sky all starry lit
- We sing and praise the Power's shadowed flow.
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- For some the flames form dancing Dragon's wing
- And other smoke wrought visions climb the air
- For all a caring closeness will this bring
- And psychic current bonding hearts to share.
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- We charge this timeless place between the worlds
- To call the Goddess' love within our hearts
- And join with her our joyous souls unfurled
- Our spirits dance with her by ancient arts.
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- This night forever captured in this glade
- To see old souls re-met and friendships made.
- ----- 9 March 1989 -----
- - J.A. Bordeaux (S.R.) -
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