Rhiannon
Dark webs of silver
through midnight black hair.
Skin a-glow with starlight
from another world.
Eyes blue orbs of
a very hot flame.
Clothed in the shadow
of Midwinter's night.
A crown of holly on her brow
and berries on her lips.
The sky is her home,
The earth her playground,
the water her sustanence,
the fire her spirit.
Life hums all around her
as she raises her arms.
Quiet reigns; she looks,
then the real symphony
begins.
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