Albedine

Yes some day we will find that special place,

the enchanted garden in the mystical forest, 

A lush green valley be-speckled by flower

with all the colors of the rainbow, 

butter flies and daffodils and tall grass

undulating  in the warm summer breeze  

A valley protected by tall majestic trees,

sentinels of a great magical forest,

where the fairies play in the golden sunlight,

streaming down through the branches of the great trees,

unto the enchanted garden a sparkling where the fairies play. 

we will all dance to our own hearts to the musical sounds

of nature all about in merriment, 

as we shall dance upon the sunbeams a shimmering.

In the Magical forest of Albedine

But first we have to row the boat across the sun dappled lake

Over to the next shore leading to Albedine

Dedicated to a dear friend Gail mutually known by me and my sis Wendy 

Cynthia ©

Peace

Peace

Yes I do believe in the land of rainbows 

Where all is sweet as bees honey 

and lined with sparkly stardust 

Even though the world at present

may appear to be chaotic

and all lay in Disarray 

there is still the light of love and magic 

streaming down upon the land 

through the thick grey clouds of dispair 

there apears to be hope 

like a night in shining armor with lance in hand

riding upon a white unicorn

That hope lies in your heart and mind my dears

A place where the light of hope will come to rest

If one just takes the time to truly see

It will be within your own heart

I lay my arms down and will fight no more

In love and light

Poem in memory of the people died in the Twin Towers + video

Poem in memory of the people died in the Twin Towers 

~*September 11th*~* 

It started out like any other day, 

Everything being done the same way. 

September 11th 

We shall not forget, 

When those two planes had hit. 

Fire burning, 

People turning, 

Just to see what was all the racket. 

Many people dead, 

Fire fighters fled, 

The World Trade Centers in flame, 

Osama Bin Laden was to blame. 

Seemed as if everything was going well, 

Until the two towers fell. 

Dust everywhere, 

Is all seemed like a blur. 

People crying, 

Hope that their loved ones weren’t dying. 

Now people digging through, 

Seeing dead people they once knew. 

No more night glow or the towers above, 

Just a bunch of piled dust. 

Why did this happen to us? 

It started out like any other day, 

Everything being done the same way. 

September 11th 

We shall not forget, 

When those two planes had hit. POEM SUBMITED 5/5/02

Moody Blues: The Land Of Make-Believe

Hi dear friends and followers I would like to share wish heart touching and beautiful, Moody Blues: The Land Of Make-Believe 

Uploaded on Feb 24, 2010

Music of the Moody Blues:

We're living in a land of make believe

And trying no to let it show

Maybe in that land of make believe

Heartaches can turn into joy

We're breathing in the smoke of high and low

We're taking up a lot of room

Somewhere in the dark and silent night

Our prayer will be heard

Make it soon

So fly little bird

Up into the clear blue sky

And carry the word

Love's the only reason why

Open all the shutters on your windows

Unlock all the locks upon your doors

Brush away the cobwebs from your day-dreams

No secrets come between us anymore

Oh, say it's true

Only love can see you through

You know what love can do to you

We're living in a land of make believe

And trying not to let it show...

Maybe in that land of make believe

Heartaches can turn into joy

We're breathing in the smoke of high and low

We're taking up a lot of room

Somewhere in the dark and lonely night

Our prayer will be heard

Make it soon

So fly little bird

Up into the clear blue sky

And carry the word

Love's the only reason why...

Open all the shutters on your windows

Unlock all the locks upon your doors

Brush away the cobwebs from your day-dreams

No secrets come between us anymore

Oh, say it's true

Only love can see you through

You know what love can do to you

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✿ ڰۣ❤In Loving Light from the Fairy Lady❤ڰۣ✿

Dedicated to my sisters Wendy

Song of the Fairies

Misty moonlight over the lake

Under the star Spangled heavens I seek for the

Fairy light sparkling in the dark of the forest

I ask thee to guide my way

From the branch of an alder tree

do they come to me

thorny branches along the musical creek stop me not

creatures of the night move as shadows

among the the evergreen trees

coming out to see the fair fairies glee. 

keepers of the creek the water fairies delight

whisper come to me thine weavers of the night

They come forth just beyond their reach 

Sprites and faie dancing and singing

in the night their beautiful tiny voices

ring the the darkened forest they call unto me

I lay on a bed of moss along the creek

enchanted by their melody and sparkling light

They dance and sing till sky in the east

is tinged with the rosy color of early morning

I fall asleep on my bed of moss 

and wake to the light of day

the fae have gone and all that is left

is a sprikling of their sparkly dust

Cynthia ©