Mystic Poem by Rebecca Navarre
Mystic
Over the moon, the clouds
so mystically roll. High above
the trees, it peaks out and shows.
And an owl who speaks out, as
if he knows. The answers to our
soul.
Friday, August 8, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: full moon,mystical,soul
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