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The Light Shines Down

The light shines down from above
You look towards the bright moon
As the moon shines
You light the fire
In a beautiful, wild meadow
The goddess will come
When the Goddess shows herself
The light around her is almost blinding
You look at her and can't breathe
She says nothing, but motions for you
to follow her, so you do
She disappears and you are alone
The ground spins and you wake up

© March 2001 Brenda Fowler. All Rights Reserved.

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