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| Marc Chagall |
I am a faerie
Dancing on the fringe
A circle of friends,
Dancing into life
A theatre of dreams.
A shaman
Is struck by
Lightning.
He rises again,
Like a pheonix.
Just in time.
We all crossover
In a line,
The initiation
Has begun.
My turn comes,
On my forehead
His hand touches,
Eyes meeting mine.
With a twinkle, he says,
"A terrible beauty is born."
Darlene Michelle McPeek
Copyright July 2017
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