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White Sage

Of all the creatures that
have crossed the page,
my favourite of all
is the White Sage

Passing through time
from magic sands,
it was gifted her Story
went through the lands

From trails of snails
and the twitter of birds,
nature alone
passed on the word

Her beauty does shine
and challenge the light,
the twinkle of eye
glows sapphire at night

A gown flowing free
of golden hue,
and the cord at waist
a rainbow of blues

Her voice does soothe
the furies of fate,
her touch will heal
an object of hate

Dreaming stories
to the four winds
telling and teaching
as time did begin

Weaving tales
that float in thin air,
riding a griffin
without any care

Painting the streaks
that tail the stars,
leaving a map
to treasure afar

Shaping a horn
of timeless life,
the unicorn born
did jump tonight

At night if I
sit statue still,
I see a griffin
crest the hill

watching as magic
dazzles an age,
I sit in awe
of the White Sage

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I wrote this for Ann a long time ago on the occasion of her birthday
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who and what the White Sage is! I was trying to puzzle it out all the while I was reading it, and then at the end...
You dropped it on me! How clever! What a nice birthday present! Love and higgest bugs, ~ Gee

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I plan to tidy this one up its in need of some work so if you have any thoughts I would love to hear them, I remember Ann was quite chuffed when I gave it to her ... I plan to send her a framed copy once I think its good enough

with higgliest bugs JC xxx

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

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A lovely piece for a birthday, I will accept the White Sage as is then puzzle later ?? Loved the visions of the old things it gives them life in another world, a talk with an old Sage that is of the Aboriginal people would bring an insight to Dream Time that is not only the beginning but for ever,
Take care out there and keep safe, Yours Ian

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So find more reasons to believe in others..

Thank you for the read and the comment I am still working on this one so any help will be appreciated, I plan to sit down and catch up on all my editing over the weekend

with love always JC xxx

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

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