THE FOREST GREEN: The Waiting Play    
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Saturday, February 28th 2004, by Marissa A Spencer

The Waiting Play

The silent darkness hides a silver light
Supplicant steps to evening prayer
Voices rise and fall in soft cadence step
Figures glide down the path at night

Arise oh moon to light the gentle way
For candles flicker in the erratic breeze
Bring no doubt to the sacred stones
To disempower the waiting play

Universe brings forth thy power
Each creature of the world is one
Nurtured in the earth, wind and fire
To incubate in Phoenix’ bower.

Marissa A Spencer
© June 5, 2003

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29 Feb 2004 @ 04:27 by shawa : Breathless!
Wow. :-)  

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