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Magical doorway, world passage, life gateway…

Through one of these she shone, was seen,
who shining sees the tiniest of living beings…

In the space of a night,
spilling into stillness untouched by light…
she was the morning!

A poet saw her, in a few fleeting moments,
and let her in.

Poet; writer of imaginative fiction; lover of works of ancient wisdom and myth, explores the intersection of wisdom, poetry and imagination. Follow @CaelanRowan

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