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The World of Faerie dances, 
breathes with thee,
floats on breezes,
skies and seas,
the above and down under,
up trees, under leaves, 
across and away,
both over and upon, 
here and yet gone.
It has been and it is
believed in, wished upon.

It is beyond and yet, near.
Right there and right here,
in the palm of our hands,
or  yonder in unchartered lands.

It is there in the eyes
awake or asleep 
for the dreamer believes
and is wrapped up and steeped 
in the depths of its realm
by day or by eve,
living for moments 
in the visions it weaves.
Swept up and kept, 
wept or unwept
in our tears of
gladness or sadness
faerie appears.
Sometimes walking the byways 
of our innermost fears,
 looking out from the shadows
to taunt, jeer or scare.
 Faerie is eternal, ever here, ever near.
For in the blink of the eye, 
the nod of the head,
daydreaming or wishing
on stars or four leaf clovers
its said:
The Faery is found
the Faerie abound.

The source of our wonder
sweet Fey, Fantasy's gown!

Thus, it is and has always been
as it will be again.
The very next time we breathe,
dream and believe.
Winging away, taking Flight,
The Jaunts of our Taunts 
and Treasured Delights.
The Flights of our Fantasies!

September 27, 2000 

By Lady LaMythica
(Linda A. Copp©2000)

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