Tuesday, April 15, 2025

Grace is her name and beauty alone*





       Grace is her name and beauty alone*


A background of nature to fill one's eye

The blend of such outlines made with the sky

Nothingness that is telling a story, it is shown in sight

No longer there is fiction that is revealed in this light

For what comes out of this that I see

Is a woman of grace, love and divinity


Dom*Colucci 2013

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