i hear spirits!
dare i say it?
faeries tell me things...
whispering like misty mornings
...
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Some lovely lines here - whispering like misty mornings - like as the moon/ and winds conspire/ to generate the tides - conspiring to produce a very magical poem.
Beutiful! I loved it! The magical word.. such a grand read.
Such magic here: 'chanting and imagining what destiny shall rise, like as the moon and winds conspire to generate the tides! ' All your verses are of such high quality that I have to choose which one to explain my feelings about the poem- and it's so hard to choose only one, out of so much loveliness.