Shedding my viper's skin
shimmering serpintine colors reflect
a hazy blue into amber and gold
rebirth and wisdom
guide within
memories like fall leaves
scattered into the wind
twisting and dancing
as puppets on string
as the harvest moon rises
in it's brilliant hues
silver slivers of light
dance across my check
as I look to the path
this new skin brings














Comments
Amazing momma!
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"It is Nature who makes our artists for us, though it may be Art who taught them their right mode of expression". - Oscar Wilde
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find beauty in all the dark places
...sorry if it wasnt meant to be understood that way?
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"It is Nature who makes our artists for us, though it may be Art who taught them their right mode of expression". - Oscar Wilde
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