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Poetry News Post #1839

Lady Tarah's returned!

Written by: Valiant Glithoniel Sa'Rithven
Date: Saturday, May 8th, 2004
Addressed to: Tarah, the Reborn


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`|`There in the garden, as the dawn broke`````````````````````|`
`|`O'er a brand, new, day;````````````````````````````````````|`
`|`There stood, in the garden, a Godess;``````````````````````|`
`|`Wreathed, in inn-o-cence.``````````````````````````````````|`
`|`Glowing in amber, as She first appeared.```````````````````|`
`|`Eyes bright with compassion, and love all aglow;```````````|`
`|`Watching believers, Her warm smile showed.`````````````````|`
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`|`Some stood back shyly; and some hugged Her lightly.````````|`
`|`Some snuggled close to Her, ever so slightly.``````````````|`
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`|`Her face was not weary, her eyes were not worn;````````````|`
`|`All pledged allegiance, to a Goddess Reborn.```````````````|`
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`|`She spoke of long travels, and "good to be home".``````````|`
`|`She strode in her garden, restoring a glow,````````````````|`
`|`Long lost to that place; But never forgotten.``````````````|`
`|````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````|`
`|`A silver circlet crown, upon Her crimson hair,`````````````|`
`|`Flowing from Her shoulders, that bright autumn morn.```````|`
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`|`Her grove more alive, with new life in the air;````````````|`
`|````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````|`
`|`And trees showed a bliss, and what they could not say.`````|`
`|`Their Mistress returned, and now She's here to stay!```````|`
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`|`Her face shone with amber, and eyes all aglow``````````````|`
`|`Her youth stood apparent, and beauty re-shown;`````````````|`
`|`upon her return, in a mortal age passed.```````````````````|`
`|````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````|`
`|`She welcomed disciples with Her loving care,```````````````|`
`|`And rewarded devotion, of mortals still true;``````````````|`
`|`with Her lovingkindness, and Her smile, anew.``````````````|`
`|````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````|`
`|`Still young, and immortal, we welcome again;```````````````|`
`|`her smiling face is nolonger a mem'ry; but`````````````````|`
`|`Alive, in this plane, today.```````````````````````````````|`
`/ __________________________________________________________ \`
`\/``````````````````````````````````````````````````````````\/`

Penned by my hand on the 16th of Mayan, in the year 362 AF.


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Poetry News Post #1839

Lady Tarah's returned!

Written by: Valiant Glithoniel Sa'Rithven
Date: Saturday, May 8th, 2004
Addressed to: Tarah, the Reborn


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`/\/\______________________________________________________/\/\`
`\ `````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` /`
`|`There in the garden, as the dawn broke`````````````````````|`
`|`O'er a brand, new, day;````````````````````````````````````|`
`|`There stood, in the garden, a Godess;``````````````````````|`
`|`Wreathed, in inn-o-cence.``````````````````````````````````|`
`|`Glowing in amber, as She first appeared.```````````````````|`
`|`Eyes bright with compassion, and love all aglow;```````````|`
`|`Watching believers, Her warm smile showed.`````````````````|`
`|````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````|`
`|`Some stood back shyly; and some hugged Her lightly.````````|`
`|`Some snuggled close to Her, ever so slightly.``````````````|`
`|````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````|`
`|`Her face was not weary, her eyes were not worn;````````````|`
`|`All pledged allegiance, to a Goddess Reborn.```````````````|`
`|````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````|`
`|`She spoke of long travels, and "good to be home".``````````|`
`|`She strode in her garden, restoring a glow,````````````````|`
`|`Long lost to that place; But never forgotten.``````````````|`
`|````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````|`
`|`A silver circlet crown, upon Her crimson hair,`````````````|`
`|`Flowing from Her shoulders, that bright autumn morn.```````|`
`|````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````|`
`|`Her grove more alive, with new life in the air;````````````|`
`|````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````|`
`|`And trees showed a bliss, and what they could not say.`````|`
`|`Their Mistress returned, and now She's here to stay!```````|`
`|````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````|`
`|`Her face shone with amber, and eyes all aglow``````````````|`
`|`Her youth stood apparent, and beauty re-shown;`````````````|`
`|`upon her return, in a mortal age passed.```````````````````|`
`|````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````|`
`|`She welcomed disciples with Her loving care,```````````````|`
`|`And rewarded devotion, of mortals still true;``````````````|`
`|`with Her lovingkindness, and Her smile, anew.``````````````|`
`|````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````|`
`|`Still young, and immortal, we welcome again;```````````````|`
`|`her smiling face is nolonger a mem'ry; but`````````````````|`
`|`Alive, in this plane, today.```````````````````````````````|`
`/ __________________________________________________________ \`
`\/``````````````````````````````````````````````````````````\/`

Penned by my hand on the 16th of Mayan, in the year 362 AF.


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