and Promises to keep






August Moon





   She rolls in every Once in a While,

             and spreads HerSelf Out along

                  The Forgotten Beaches of Our

                tideworn Existence,  washing

     them clean with ageless Waves

of Her everlasting,  and patient Heart   . . .

                                                 *       *       *       *       *       *       *       *       *                                ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~




from Book III,  The Diamond ( Third Beginning ) The Eighth DoveTale – The Whisper of Fulfillment



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