
Date:  03-09-89  20:46
From:  Staeorra Rokraven


     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     -----



     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     -----



     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.)  -


