Clarity in Muddied Waters

A Messianic Journey Through Pen and Peace. Writing from the Stillness Within.

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She was a phantom of delight When first she gleam’d upon my sight; A lovely apparition, sent To be a moment’s ornament; Her eyes as stars of twilight fair; Like twilight’s, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From Maytime and the cheerful dawn; A dancing shape, an image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.

What the light did

The sun blurred her sight,

It turned her lashes into glowing stars.

Her hair was transformed into a halo

Speckled with darkness.

Her eyes consumed the sunlight,

Mimicking stained glass and amber sugar shards.

Her snow coloured sweater grew an aura of its own, that could be mistook for angel wings if you squinted.

The light turned her into an angel,

With features formed from nothing.

But then she passed into the shadows

and the illusion fell.

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