Goddess, Muse, Sings a Dream

Over thousand sleeps of

honeyed purple, the smell

crushed from gardens

beneath the moon,

her hair let fast,

she sings a dream–

what if

light is love soaring through time

whispering in sea spray?


19 thoughts on “Goddess, Muse, Sings a Dream

  1. Honeyed purple sleep and the scent may be of lavender, Merril. This is supposed to be a relaxing aroma. Light is so beautiful through the words you chose to describe as love. πŸ’œ

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