The Spellbinders

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Harbinger of summer evenings

Herald of the winter cold

Guiding o'er darkened mountains

Shining like pale midnight gold


Story-telling gems of shadow

Diamond brooches of the moon

Points of hope in Nyx's mantle

Glowing like some mystic rune


C'lestial bodies in evening heavens

From the deserts to the ice

Pieces of God's works of wonder

Glist'ning on without a price.

Poetry on Nature and the LikeDove le storie prendono vita. Scoprilo ora