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Earthwizard's Realms of Faërie

January, 13, 2005

Earthwizard's Realms of Faërie: The Poetry of Ariadne ~ the Weaver


	Bewitching hours
	Gone by too fast
	Wandering in a daze
	Trying to forget the past.
	Trees gnarled
	Into shapes and forms
	Twisting and reaching
	Out for fear or fall?
	Midnight hour
	Testing me to see
	The visions beholden
	Upon the moon shining bright.
	Rays of wisdom and ancient guidance
	By night the moon
	By day the sunů
	Radiating in the power of one!
	Not one to mesmerise me
	For I have my own freedom see
	No need for dependence on one
	As independence is won!
	Traipsing through the bush
	Arms outstretched
	Branch in hand
	Tree lover I am.
	Cascading through the ferns
	Dropping dew to soothe, I know
	Sowing seeds of wildlife commonsense
	To aid the future, where to go.
	Loving the ways of magical lore
	Bringing elements to the fore
	Breathing life into weary bones
	To restore my body, once more.

		Ariadne ~ the Weaver © 2003

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