Leaping over field fences, running along side babbling creeks
in the sun speckled coolness of summer canopy under-story, this child nymph whistles
and plays music in concert with her soul.
Lightly clad in loose cloth, she lives one foot in the aether, balancing
firmly, yet tenderly rooted with the other on moss-drenched earthiness. A leader, a piper, a cheerer, a lighthouse, a
champion, a warrior, a sentinel, a star, Trust shines, attracts and comforts, boosts and nudges worn-torn travelers on their paths whose exhaustion and hunger dims ever-so-little—back
to their brightness.
Kat
14 November 2016
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