It was not clear
When first I looked
Upon that star lit night
I felt the beat
Before I saw
Her dark wings turn to light
She came to me
From far away
Beyond the hills and vales
She sang to me
And dried my tears
With all her magick tales
The sun did rise
And she did too
And turned to fly away
But on her mouth
A loving smile
She would return one day

Rae April

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