The Bright Flame of Morning.

"Lady,

In swirling cloak of crimson,

of burnt orange and saffron,

You ride the winds of morning.

The scent of burning leaves fills the air;

the Second Harvest draws near.

Solitary once again You embody balance -

You are an archetype of the Self -

consummate, remote.

I long to follow as You seek the

formless wilderness

with never a thought to the cost.

You are the bright flame of morning,

impelling and unrestrained.

Bless me with Your passion."

- Galen Gillotte, Mabon Morning Prayer

 

 

The first rain of autumn finaly came to Southern California today... Anyway, thanks a lot for your visits, comments, invitations and awards, my friends...!

 

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