Take me to the land of your fathers

the land where the fairies roam

show me your glorious feathers,

your alchemical lore.

 

Oh do not hide the marks of

your magnificent splendor,

the furious touch of the dragon

that looms in your hair

 

shift and shape and craft me

with your mighty blow

take me swift into the arms

of your magical cloak

 

there, I ride the winds of dreams

surpass the scope of all imagining

lose myself in the sweet vales

of all that can be known.

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"Let all you do, be done in love."

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