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Turning Arabesques
Turning arabesques
float through swirls of golden light
shadowing night's sky
"Darkening tea leaves
fill a stone pot thrown by hand
on the potter's wheel"
Listening to stars
we find paths that lead us back
to our winter home
Moonlight falling on
dancing water, quiet streams
in the rainforest
silvers time like golden years
that have not occurred"
Gleaming golden star
light filling our hemisphere
reflects yesterday-
dancing shadows, waltzing wind,
little drops of rain!
Jane Stuart
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