Can you feel it–
Your soul coming
on full
Like the moon?
While it’s never
truly gone,
There have been times
it felt like only a sliver.
But, those were the
nights of yesterday.
The light is arising
from within.
Like a tender
sprout through
the earth.
As unsteady and
beautiful as
a baby deer’s legs.
Soon, she will run.
Like you–full
and elegant.
Catching gazes
once again.
Alice in Authorland 
Lovely Alice–so simple and yet so profound.Not just the thoughts, but the ambience of the poem–lovely!
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Thanks, Shelagh. I love that word: ambience.
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I saw baby deters today with their mommy’s. You captured that well. A gentle piece. Thank you.
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