Sacred Space

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In dream I wear

A cloth of moss

My skin is luminous

Because I glow

From starlight

Bright within

Begins belonging longs

To breath at ease

Within these worlds of green

Of leaf and gold of midnight

Moon upon the sheen

In bloom along the sleeve

Of skin so thin and fine I’m in

Divinity defined in finite poise

No noise no movement can disturb

Each moment seeping seamless

Into nesting box of dreaming

What is next

 

©K Barr

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