I am brand new and marvelous

There is no more fine line.

I built a rock garden there.

Queen Mab sends

kind regards

bequeathed it all a holy place,

one of sanctity and magic.

I am here grounding

my aching feet

deep in the earth

and she welcomed me

so all the trees say

my name

among others.

There is no more fine line.

There is no more forgetting place.

Moonlight catches your breath

in gossamer

when you exhale

all your secrets given to the wind

all those things no longer mine.

I placed them in the palm of my hand

and blew them away

like wishes

like years

like promises

like lies

no longer mine.

I asked for the wild

and she claimed me as her own.


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