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Date: 03-09-89 20:46
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From: Staeorra Rokraven
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THE CLOUD SCULPTORS
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The air finds flight in forms of lofty wind
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As one with nature's children taking part
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And soaring up to go and find a friend
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Then join with water spinning wispy art.
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This nature's process has eternal known
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The way to hang up on the sky these drapes
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But wonder not how these soft clouds have grown
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From fleecy strand filled webs to take their shapes?
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Perhaps the artist's brush a thing unseen
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With living tools the Elder Gods express
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Those firey ones whose scales and talons gleam
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To grace the heavens with their soft caress.
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Now see the strokes of carving wings along
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With falling rain - the strains of Dragon song.
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----- 9 March 1989 -----
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A DREAMING DESIRE
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A spark comes coiling to the edge of sleep
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From realms arcane which have become unknown
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And from this psychic well does beauty leap
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A vision cherished for to call my own.
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This wispy strand now takes it's shape in fire
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And fueled by sources boldly to enchant
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Then forming curves from wish of heart's desire
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A Woman's eyes all graced with Elvish slant.
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The shield maid's arms then reach and wanting clasp
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We intertwine within her streaming hair
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Then sighing voices send a heartfelt gasp
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As fragrance heralds tawny skin now bare'd.
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This honored Lady may in shadows walk
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But fate may someday find my heart unlock.
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----- 9 March 1989 -----
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TO THE BONFIRES
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A circle gathered round a roaring pit
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All joining hands to bask within it's glow
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And under Moon crowned sky all starry lit
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We sing and praise the Power's shadowed flow.
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For some the flames form dancing Dragon's wing
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And other smoke wrought visions climb the air
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For all a caring closeness will this bring
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And psychic current bonding hearts to share.
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We charge this timeless place between the worlds
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To call the Goddess' love within our hearts
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And join with her our joyous souls unfurled
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Our spirits dance with her by ancient arts.
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This night forever captured in this glade
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To see old souls re-met and friendships made.
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----- 9 March 1989 -----
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- J.A. Bordeaux (S.R.) -
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