New AGE.

The bay dances
Beneath baby blue skies
Like an evening gown
Draped over voluminous
Graceful feminine magnificence,
Beguling and wise.
Her sinuous swaying
Rhythmic waltz between
Coasts;
Sapphire gown of fine
Satin, hand-beading,
Or diamonds glistening
In the shallows
Bobbing shoreward;
Playfully teasing
Earth’s children
On the sand.
Human eyes record
Frequencies no
Camera will capture,
No words will describe.
Northeastern winds run
Gentle fingers over
Winter flesh warming
Under late springtime sun.
The air sings a
Playful tune full
Of promise and curious
Rhyme.
The sand below
Pulses some ancient
Celebratory stomp
Evoking deep Magicks
And Eldritch grace.
Olden stories fade away
As children turn to
Better ways.
Parents long gone
Have taken with them
Illusions of authority.
New leadership emerges
New earth
New landscapes.
New evolution turns
The wheel in
New directions and
New dimensions form
New invention
New possibility create.

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