Goddess ignites the winds,
sweeps their way across
wet clover deserts
wild and flowing
oblivious to direction
carrying Her sonorous melodies
Goddess captures August imaginations,
her simplicity
her silence
envelopes man’s hearts,
judgment non-existent
all are Her brothers, sisters
Goddess arranges garden wildflowers,
her kittens
soft sweet smelling
born new to the earth,
her hands mixing colors abounding
conceiving new greens
reflected in her hazel eyes
Goddess veils her journeys subterranean,
where ingenious sparks of life live
that she revisits to rekindle her strength,
drinking deeply from underground Piscean waters,
her harbor of radiance and peace
none may follow though lovers have tried,
begging her to take them
she is a great bird
eying only her eternal nest
serene home
floating across the rich skies of our lives
many wish to drink from her eyes,
sip some wisdom for a moment,
thirsty willow trees
to a cool summertime stream
yet no voices touch Her ears
no distractions rub Her eyes,
all things drown together
underground and skyward
to drift eternal
to exist immortal
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