In Northern Wind
the winds billow in the trees
undressing poised grace
a leaf at a time, then all at once
in maple red and marigold
trace hues dance in circling zephyr
bare barks stand still
the moonstone mist settles gently
like the weight of you over me
it is gradual
it is gravity
winter is hereimage: Mabon Spell, gif via Francesca Wallace (lotr3freak) on pinterest. https://www.pinterest.com/pin/563301865887898470/.
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the gravity that holds me
Poetry"you are my center, you are the gravity that holds me" * a collection of poetry