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Another bout with letting go..........
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<blockquote data-quote="Scent of Cedar *" data-source="post: 619386" data-attributes="member: 17461"><p>In that brilliant, breaking dawning the cripple stood</p><p>and walked, alone</p><p>Child of the Wind before and behind her</p><p>of the Fire and of the phoenix ~</p><p>of the Witch and the falcon, flown</p><p></p><p>Child of the cauldron's acidic integrity</p><p>and of the novitiate's determined intent</p><p></p><p>Of grinding dissonance; and of the gravid lust of</p><p>vengeance</p><p></p><p>Of the whisperings of the angelic host</p><p>and of the Child's own hellish descent....</p><p></p><p>Marked by stars and marred by solitude</p><p>destined to soar the glory of the rising wind that sings her maiden flight</p><p>alone</p><p></p><p>To shelter against the bloodied breast </p><p>of the wounded white dove...</p><p></p><p>And to weave, of the dancer's shadow and the white mare's </p><p>breath</p><p>The innocence of the novitiate's heart to the wakened soul of the woman,</p><p>grown....</p><p></p><p>Cedar</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Scent of Cedar *, post: 619386, member: 17461"] In that brilliant, breaking dawning the cripple stood and walked, alone Child of the Wind before and behind her of the Fire and of the phoenix ~ of the Witch and the falcon, flown Child of the cauldron's acidic integrity and of the novitiate's determined intent Of grinding dissonance; and of the gravid lust of vengeance Of the whisperings of the angelic host and of the Child's own hellish descent.... Marked by stars and marred by solitude destined to soar the glory of the rising wind that sings her maiden flight alone To shelter against the bloodied breast of the wounded white dove... And to weave, of the dancer's shadow and the white mare's breath The innocence of the novitiate's heart to the wakened soul of the woman, grown.... Cedar [/QUOTE]
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