Virago

Virago

She cried 
yet tried

Again to dream 
Of morns agleam 
‘neath liquid moonbeams

Confounded with stellar promenade
Consumed in cicada’s serenade
Crestfallen yet not dismayed
Reaffirming the promises made

Like ember concealing spark profound
Rose she from ashen ground(s)
Presaging dawn to eclipsed surround(s)
Keeping world warm and astound
Virago she’s although uncrowned

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