69. Placed

Placed and placid lay the stone at the center of the town.

Down poured sunlight, heating the stone, which had existed long before concepts like sunlight, down, poured, and stone existed.

Walking by, a woman in red shoes stopped before the stone, touched it; it was warm.

Feeling effects of sunlit stone, she felt placed and placid now. She understood belonging, was of that town and of that stone.

68. Song: Lady of the Dew

Song: Lady of the Dew

She may visit you tonight
Cast in red uncanny light.
Her perfume may make you dream
You float on a silver stream.

She's the Lady of the Dew,
Child of morning, bride of night.
She has power over you.
No, you will not want to fight.

Sharp logic and bright light
May convince you she can't be.
Then comes dusk; then comes night.
You'll believe what you can see.

She may visit you tonight.
She's the Lady of the Dew,
Cast in red uncanny light.
Her perfume may make you dream
She has power over you.
Floating down a silver stream,
No you will not want to fight.
She's the Lady of the Dew,
Child of morning, bride of night.

You'll believe what you can see
After dusk, into the night.
She's the Lady of the Dew
Cast in red uncanny light.

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Copyright 2009 Hans Ostrom