She had been whisked away into the night and found true freedom in poetic flight. For beyond the stars, adventures had been calling and in love with the promise her heart had been falling. A promise offering greater joy, deeper knowing in an existence ageless; so she dropped the pen; closed the book and left to write on heavenly pages.
©2014 Annette Aben

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