The lady sits by the lake,
hair floating lazily in the endless stream
of her imagination.
Time traveller is she, Shapeshifter,
Across the starlit galaxy she dreams
like silk in the breeze.
She is white eagle, raven, hawk, dove,
bright eyed hare in the moon,
a natural Witch.
Silver birch bending,
Dolphin softly gliding,
harmonic sounds swirling in tune,
singing their sacred notes to the beat
of the endless heart.

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