bejewelled

bejewelled

…. a door to the treasure room opened to me.

I was dazzled with the array of riches, the sparkling glittering strands of frozen pearls

and dew draped webs like bejewelled scarves

with which Earth had covered her head in an act of worship.

~ Joyce Sequichie Hifler  “When the Night Bird Sings”

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