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The Travelers
On a quiet woodland path they met, fore written it was this would be
For the threads that drew their lives were linked binding their fates
And there was in the end one tapestry shared, as it were, by the three
So they met as strangers yet knowing as they met they were bound
So unlikely a trio to any who would see them, so different in every way
Three different worlds, three different lives, different yet all were linked
So as a new dawn rose, soft and inviting, their journey began a new day
And they walked together in comfortable familiarity as would old friends
The dragon carried the gifts of the earth, wisdom, reality, and strength
The unicorn carried the gifts of the soul, knowledge, purity, and faith
Sheltered safely between them a small faerie who carried the muses gifts
The songs of the heart, the earth, and the sky and the music of the heart
And so from now forward their paths have been bound, not three but one
Facets of a rare brilliant gem not quite of this world they pass through time
And for that moment all worlds are linked, as one as they were before time
And until the time the faerie's glass bubble is shattered - all things are possible
(c) Candace - Silver Dawn
Fantasy at its most
Fantasy at its most captivating, time-honored and picturesque. I can almost hear a woodland stream and glimpse fantastical creatures. If you could bottle this enchantment, I would be hooked!
Smiles and cheers.
A journey to make the soul smile
I really enjoyed that little trip, a true fantasy tale condensed, not to mention the classic (or as I call it the correct) spelling of faerie. I look forward to another adventure :) Pen on.
this is not the end, this is not the begining of the end, this is merely the end of the begining.
Ah, tis what one finds when
Ah, tis what one finds when dealing with one who feels the tug of 2 paths - not sure if I am more like Pollyanna or Peter Pan but I like to look for the magics and share them, because maybe magic does still exist if we but open our eyes
Candace / Silver Dawn
If you look hard enough
Well there are three sides to a coin but is it magic you look for.... or innocence? Peter Pan in his creation was an entity, an embodyment of boyhood, not to be mistaken for childhood, as girls have a tendency to not be so stupid as to fall out of their prams (as that is how the lost boys came about.) His 'magic' was born to him from his lack of sensibilty and the tremendous fun boys can have when lacking in responsability.... I digress there is indeed still magic in this old world and I do enjoy finding it myself :)
this is not the end, this is not the begining of the end, this is merely the end of the begining.
very true, and yet lack of
very true, and yet lack of sensibility is a kind of innocence. And that gave Peter the ability (or was it magic) to see what many cannot - after all - he could see Tinkerbell. So I look in the dusty corners and sweep up the stardust to see what may be hidden there. I listen to the wind as it whispers, and sip algae tea with a magic frog on her pond, and ponder on the real meaning of water rings on old furniture. And I strive to keep my balance while walking two paths with one foot on each. . . . So perhaps we shall indeed find the magics and wonders others simply cannot see.
Candace / Silver Dawn