sketchnotes for a poem called She

the dancing sea horse
the singing dragon kite
the brushing of a mayfly’s wings
the blanket of the night
the morning grasslands mirrored dew
the birdsong from the trees
those dreams that once elusive were
she is all and she is…..she

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