Stars scattered bright
moon's vast radient light
echos though and through
into the crystal lake.
Shining secrets
and she ponders
the dark elixer of life
wondering what it's worth
Tempt life
Tempt faith
Just do not tempt the Lizard King.
Pools and puddles of ectasy
whisper love letters
to the amber soul
The pixies breathe fire
into the pale yellow sun
pushing divine freedom
into the souls to all who worship.
Worship the pale dancer,
the pale warrior
September 13/00
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