So pure, the petaled of Eden
where beauty practices magic
casting spells in every color
to capture in paint
on camera
or mind’s lasting eye
How serene, the sound of song
gently spreading waves of calm
which flow through an open soul
so sing out loud
in glory
from love’s deepest source
Ever sweet, the winged and feathered
who distract without intention
dissipating the surrounding world
oh please, grant wings
of soaring
for heavenly skies
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Heartspell 