Swelling Tides

Flight of mind into the senses.
Precious feel of life in flesh.
Overridden by the wishes
of a greater multitude.

Echoes from an empty altar.
Cross embellished in the fire.
Flames of passion rising high.
Unleashed into the darkened sky.

So much brighter than the stars
that swing forever into Mars.
The seventh sister, born in time again.
Spinning 'twixt the moon and sun.
Confusing everyone.

Touch of hope where love abides.
In the sometimes swelling tides of life...

? Michaelette ?

11/6/2003
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