Invoking the Dawn.

The Later Half of Day
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I am the woman dancing down

the edge of consciousness

overlooking the precipice

of the future

poised before the mystery

of my tomorrow.

Weaving with my motion

the fabric of the day to come.

Illumination of the night

created by the momentary

sparking of my Being

as I harpily

invoke the dawn.

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  1. Welcome Pollyweaver!!!
    Applause and curtsies to you, this is exactly how I feel each dawn, your poem has blessed my heart mightily! I am thrilled to have you here with us! I embrace you merrily (crone is happy dancing)


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