The sky was a lilac breasted roller this morning
With the moon cradled against his chest.
He soared above two mountain peaks
And dipped and rolled from east to west.
I had to pause and wonder
At the imagery I saw
At the conjuring of magic
The striking beauty at its core.
A sense of peace settled all around
Shoulders heavy with a sad decision made.
So I smiled a thank you silently
As I final farewells bade
That lilac breasted roller flew quietly above my head
With precious cargo embraced in rosy dawn;
Two small souls carried within the moon at peak
Held close to a heart; taken to the place where souls are born.
*Rhiannon Oset* © '09
With the moon cradled against his chest.
He soared above two mountain peaks
And dipped and rolled from east to west.
I had to pause and wonder
At the imagery I saw
At the conjuring of magic
The striking beauty at its core.
A sense of peace settled all around
Shoulders heavy with a sad decision made.
So I smiled a thank you silently
As I final farewells bade
That lilac breasted roller flew quietly above my head
With precious cargo embraced in rosy dawn;
Two small souls carried within the moon at peak
Held close to a heart; taken to the place where souls are born.
*Rhiannon Oset* © '09
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