Ron Koppelberger
Burning Grace
Needful, hemmed gently by the embrace of meandering
Rare profit, a passageway unto the quiet scrutiny
Of delicate silver contours and suggested jewels,
Begat by refuge and protectors in burning grace,
The professed sympathy of seasons in custom,
The cause inspired by the remedy of light sheltering
The shadows of calm reliance and dire perfumes,
Begged by romance and the sweep of cat’s eye essence,
A bewildering endurance of passion and manifest
Wisdom, a gem taken unto the heart of
Legends and wont, by the shimmer of
Stones glistening under a twilight
Dream.
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