On Gossamer Wings

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On Gossamer Wings

On gossamer wings
she floats through thoughts
of timeless dreams and
pages unturned.
Words written but left unread
for years as centuries
turn to new.
Her course was set
before her time,
now deep within she feels
her fragile heart
even as it breaks again.
New words to write
of courage or loss,
or words perhaps of
gossamer wings
that carry her home.

Copyright by Anita Lewis Longino

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The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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