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Am I truly here on this Level
- or -
Am I an instrument?

Could I be the Fog that rises quietly
From the valley below resting gently on my own skin
... embracing me as tiny bubbles cling to the golden hair
on my Face and Forearms?

Could it be that I am the ageless song of harmony
sounding from this waterfall bathing quartz
and other stones with rhythm and Magick?

Am I the humm that infinitely offers
a voice of Forgiveness letting me know
that I am here providing nourishment
and universal salvation?

or May-be ... just May-be,

I am the Moss standing the test of time
blanketing All that entices wisdom
and pillowsa faeries dream.

Lisa Marie Kane