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the night Owl flies

while the weary world sleeps

they dream by the daylight

and to themselves

keep

but they will befriend

a rider or two

deep into the night

as Fae rendezvous

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the ascension of the earth

 

in earnest began coming to fruition over a 100 years ago

 

and so we witnessed a great CLAMPING DOWN by the dark in the late 19th and 20th centuries

 

we got a release of destructive technology called THE INDUSTRIAL REVOLUTION

 

more and more people were herded into energy dead zones known as CITIES

 

we got WORLD WARS

 

we got NUCLEAR BOMBS

 

we got VACCINES

 

we got Environmental Degradation and Destruction on a mass scale

 

etc…etc…

 

and so….

 

like a doctor trying to push a baby back up the birth canal

 

the BIRTH of the NEW EARTH was stalled and delayed by any means possible

 

fortunately,

 

the Baby is NOT DEAD

 

and WILL BE BORN

 

 

 

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love comes in Lavender

beauty sublime

delicate

yet Playful

young

yet Refined

violaceous Colors

of soft vibrant Shine

impress and express

a sweetness Divine

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the Withywindle’s waters flow

gently lapping as it goes

through the Rushes

and round the Reeds

carrying Fae

riding fallen leaves

there you’ll find me

by that Stream

where no one goes

save those

who Dream

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why do the fairies play

don’t they know

the world’s dismay ?

are they not

escaping life

prancing, dancing

by harp and fife ?

nay . . .

i sense their ways

invite us all

to make a world

whose joy

enthralls

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funeral music

for our fallen friends

makes measured tones

which gently wend

through weathered wounds

and grief’s grey pall

to soothe hard sorrows

whilst teardrops fall

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hand in hand 

palms we enfold

wrapped in our flesh

pressed in love’s mold

blood through our

fingers

flows intertwined

forgetting which

fingers

are yours

or are mine

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