A round ball of magical trees...horses on an isolated land grazing wild...the ball had a charismatic pull.. it puĺled the nature goddess to her diva's home....she saw a round path passing around...calling her to her home that magic ground..where she turns wild - her naked most self!!leaving those homes of society on another shelf...
She stood at a height to feel that pull..dancing on trance with back to the source...and she faced home in the lap of nature...green stems on dead stems...blue and aquamarine those shaded of trees...
A big round of magic with shades of green...red and yellow spread like cream..the horses were running happily on grass land...land amidst mountains facing a valley...to the land went strips of fields and mud...next appeared those peaks all curled...
The sky came next doming the entire show... with fire in middle of snowy snow...orange and golden amidst blue sky... to fly and touch that sky so high..
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She saw it all and awed and wondered. Inside her head those tunnels on thunder...she was happy to be there so close to home..she missed her magic and him along. And she missed her mother - with shade of nature...she gazed that circle with love and hope...
Tiny butterflies beside brown thorns greeted her on heights...she saw those past sea blue eyes... a tiny palm holding her hand long back..putting that grass in her curls with hands...
She danced to her past and danced to the present. She danced to her future with love and wonder.and she decided to live the moment for now..she loved to dance in nature anyhow.
She danced and gave her horse a call..she knew it was for her that horse was stalled..she transformed to her wild self gradually...those wings and feathers and dark persona to wonder..black she chose all Gothic in tone..there her heart so pure cold stone...
She danced and danced and flew to the forests...there she found her way to rest...she reached her horses right on grasslands...snow white the horse in orange cosmic hand...sun was glowing to darkness all bright..those shades in red so crimson bright...
She caressed her horse along with dog...she merged with that silver fog...
Having met her horse she came and sat on the highest possible peak...there on top she sat all briefed...she closed her eyes and meditated for a while. There she saw a huge white bird so giant... they greeted each other and exchanged their wishes...
The bird then showed neon light powers...dance of glory, magical shower. the moon landed right on earth. in front of a peak so close to her. she saw its reflection in a pool below. she caused those ripples so smooth, so slow.
there they merged, the haloos of lights. there she became Moon-girl so bright.
Written by - Mystical Wanderer
Awsmely Expressed. Loved it.
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