Divine

A spark divine.
The echoes chime.
A world sublime.
Accepting form.
A movement born.
Of fire and ice.
Exploding through
the moon in starlit skies.
It takes a breath
of earthly bliss
in thee...

? Michaelette ?

1/23/2005
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