Steal The Dawn
(2 of 3 stanzas)
We say good night to the moon as we count the
Stars unto the dawn, and we may not see the forest
From the trees but we can hear the stars,
And together we may divine what must truly be;
For within this moment we stand to share under the moon,
Its light shining down upon us cast a shadow upon the earth,
And light what we may see as Ester turns to mark the ground,
The wind softly combs through her hair; which flutters like a
Moth in caught the breeze.
She now stand as mistress before moon;
The shadow maker who brakes the light before the down
And cries her spells out ringing against the winds into the night.
Even as the first ray of the dawn strikes a rainbow arrow
Across the sky, I still hear that moon light singing their within her,
My eyes fell upon her face and she softly spoke these words;
She who makes you beautiful touched her lips to my heart;
BlueFromTheSun
In remembrance of Ester Scherber
Painting by Josephine Wall
(2 of 3 stanzas)
We say good night to the moon as we count the
Stars unto the dawn, and we may not see the forest
From the trees but we can hear the stars,
And together we may divine what must truly be;
For within this moment we stand to share under the moon,
Its light shining down upon us cast a shadow upon the earth,
And light what we may see as Ester turns to mark the ground,
The wind softly combs through her hair; which flutters like a
Moth in caught the breeze.
She now stand as mistress before moon;
The shadow maker who brakes the light before the down
And cries her spells out ringing against the winds into the night.
Even as the first ray of the dawn strikes a rainbow arrow
Across the sky, I still hear that moon light singing their within her,
My eyes fell upon her face and she softly spoke these words;
She who makes you beautiful touched her lips to my heart;
BlueFromTheSun
In remembrance of Ester Scherber
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Painting by Josephine Wall