A glimpse of fairyland

The trees are now decked
in a beautiful glow
the feathery branches
how they bestow
their power and fragility
in what we see
stalwart and strong
through adversity

a gleam almost
up in the sky
which is grey
an expanse of cloud
with some blue in the way
a halo of cream
with gold interspersed
and the wind on its way
as if twas rehearsed

the Rosemary’s
not even moving at
all
the moon faeries
dance by the totem
they call
up the spirits plains people
from far away
in Aradian nights
where the snow fairies stay

In a land near a forest
of A, in the heart
where Elms once diseased
have made a fresh start
their beauty and freshness
enjoyed by us all
where Aradian Owls
send their most haunting call

its a place of such beauty
where memories stored
sweet tasting chestnuts
nothing’s outlawed
the howl of Aradian Wolves
through the night
and the fire of the dragons
that keep this land bright

there’s no global warming
there’s no logging trees
no Gm no fracking
no loss of Bee’s
no wars no disease
just healing, all the way
where nightmares are filed
and where sweet dreams
do play

on the mind of all of us
where no earthling fears
any harm any more
for the rest of their years
where all are respected
and loved and feel sure
they are safe from the factory farmers
and gore

there’s no evil goings on
only compassion
banksters and gangsters
all went out of fashion
its all natural energy
no palm oil here
so hordes of cute
orangutans
sing in my ear

rhino’s can safely walk
elephants too
no one to hurt them
no one to screw
Taiji sent its dolphins
the Faroes did too
Aradia loves every species
they do

Namibian seals and Canadian too
are safe in Aradia
that’s what we do
innocence reigns
and purity gains
and no body hunts traps or dares
no one wears fur
for all life is sacred
and every cat has the last purr