The Divine

The Divine

Her embrace is the morning
fragrant breezes just off the sea
illuminating skies on the veil
of night poked through
with the silver slices
His is the heart of dawn, noon, and evening
stag beating through forest and vale
chasing shadowed places
from their perch
with glance and spear

The Divine.

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