What bright moon
slices through the trees
to cast her golden net
across the water?
Who is it
that calls us to
this liquid wholeness?
Who Calls Us?
By Diane Walker
What bright moon
slices through the trees
to cast her golden net
across the water?
Who is it
that calls us to
this liquid wholeness?
What bright moon
slices through the trees
to cast her golden net
across the water?
Who is it
that calls us to
this liquid wholeness?
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