Slender has she become

obtained aspired belonging

her weeping willow hair

still shines

learning

transforming

molding

sculptures splintered

creatrix joker fool

have all gathered

reality is a circus

from her shrine

prickly thorns no longer grow

unified gnarled branches

they become the woods

once she placed blossoms

in his moist mossy beard

as they lay in the high grass

lapped within fresh earth

knowing her true lover

is with her now

06 of 30 Napo