Nausikaa

Nausikaa

 

It matters not,

one, two,

more, many.

Your moving beauty

is beheld,

in me, all the more.

Undivided we,

for all are

rainbow known, precious.

Breezes, gusts, storms

may drift,

transform our tribe.

None may

destroy it, ever,

held in us.

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