Uncertainty

A Poem by Spiritwomyn

A gentle breeze, the scent of spring, a warm touch.

Days slip by with ease, with every visit.

Strong as the winds of change, and as gentle as the ripples of a cool stream.

Always a surprise and many facets of the crystal to fathom.

Peaceful, serene, kind and caring: a dream, may it last until..................

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Added on April 1, 2009

Teacher of Mystiscism, mother of eight human becomings, at the bottom and going back up. more..