Midnight moon
bent blue daylight into the room.
Magick-matters
and window pane patterns
offered cool colors across a bed sheet
where two familiar worlds would meet.
Forgotten lit candles still blinking;
lunar orbs create a strobe painting,
claiming a canvas-mirror. At last,
all will be revealed, future and past.
She waits for the cosmic dance,
enveloped in earthy fragrance;
A smoky veil of cedar and sage
covers her life's entire page.
Dreamer's agenda of timeless travel;
where sweet-grass shrouded secrets unravel.
Beyond, through the thick of trees,
Listening to winged whispered pleas;
Spirit Smoke blended mystic moments
with two owls' hooted omens.
A moonlight's flight begins.
A slight breeze sends
questions and quivers,
shadows and shivers.
Drifts of blue-silver moonbeams
find dream-catchers and window screens
barely dressed in sheer curtain lace.
With a look of intrigue on her lovely face,
the sleeper leaves all worries behind.
Midnight moon reveals, it is time.
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