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GOSSAMER FLIGHT
Deep inside the crystal forest
Where many fear to go
Is a place of peace and harmony
Where the springs of eternity flow.
This is where the faeries live
And pass away the hours
Dancing thru the trees,
Playing in the flowers.
Faeries flitting on gossamer wings
Is a common sight
Their wings of rainbow colors
Unfold, quietly taking flight.
Come and take the journey
To find your child within
Open up your heart and mind
And watch the magic begin.
© 1999 By Christine McClimans
Ye stars and moon, that, when the sun retires, Support his empire with succeeding fires; And thou, great Hecate, friend to my design; Songs, mutt’ring spells, your magick forces join; And thou, O Earth, the magazine that yields The midnight sorcerer drugs; skies, mountains, fields;
~ Ovid, "Metamorphoses," Dryden's translation.
Your flowers will bloom all the time, if planted during the increase of the new moon.
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