I think I half-remember you
In the shadows of my dreams.
Memories not of this one
But another world it seems.
A realm flowing with laughter,
Dancing lights and... Were there wings?
A music filled magickal place
In which my essence sings.
And so I sing your praises and
I thank and bless the day
You gathered up my soul and became
My God-Mother Fae.
~3 September, 2014
In the shadows of my dreams.
Memories not of this one
But another world it seems.
A realm flowing with laughter,
Dancing lights and... Were there wings?
A music filled magickal place
In which my essence sings.
And so I sing your praises and
I thank and bless the day
You gathered up my soul and became
My God-Mother Fae.
~3 September, 2014
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