Beneath an expanse of blue, rose a pathway snug to the meadowland. Birdsong notes danced from the trees, then into stepping stones grew. At first I watched them hover, defying gravity. Then, up them my wildest dreams did leap with me following close behind. Up, up, up! To the disco poet’s loft!
The dreamy poetess had a way of speaking in words that could connect to the soul, to shine light within and heal.
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