Beyond worlds of tree trunks.. autumn colors.. flash.. resound.. fly you spirit journey.. above all royal grounds..
On to worlds reflect color.. light.. natural and good.. young couples shine on velvet night.. fine as fine old wood..
Was it seen.. was it heard.. put into the blood.. no a soul is screaming.. freedom ever screaming.. dream vessels magic streaming..
blind faith the only stud..
Fine as any artisan could mold.. cold wet with dew.. clear as any gust of wind.. that carry stories true.. fine as beauty of her image.. just as it was said.. ‘think you good.. you child who would.. keep evil from your head’..
Evil on the living trail.. evil on the spin.. should your senses fail evil hurts friends and kin.. spreads noticed by curiosity.. when thoughts run stale.. wild wolves in heart and mind.. held in some mental jail..
Keep you child of children.. protect heart of hearts true.. good truth names one of many.. good angels watching you..