If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumber'd here
While such visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme,
No more yielding but a dream,
Gentles, do not reprehend:
If you pardon, we will mend:
And as I am an honest Puck,
If we have unearned luck,
No to 'scape the serpent's tongue,
We will make amends ere long;
Else the Puck a liar call;
So, good night unto you all.
Give me your hands, if we be friends,
And Robin shall restore amends.

(the last lines of "A MidSummer Night's Dream")

I'm often blown away by how awesome Enchanted Folk are... Tod's kind and thoughtful comments to all, Julie's caring for a lost kitty, Ailynari's unpretentious demeanor while speaking in poetic beauty. Yet in Merrie Fae Tresses' passing, I found Alibear's wonderful poem, which she calls "A Time to Let Go." Do read it if you can in Be's blog. In her touching and eye-opening words I found inspiration to write too (you see how we grow on each other?), loving her thoughts within the word "chrysalis." So please remember that while my poem is original, it wouldn't even exist unless Ali's fresh concept was there to branch off from first...

~ Life, yet unforeseen ~

The other night I dreamt a dream
Filled with a life, yet unforeseen!

And in it I found earth and trees...
Streams flowing, and buzzing bees

A blue sky above, with clouds puffy
Green fields about (that bunny so fluffy)!

And in this life I found such friends...
With treasured times that couldn't end

We romped and played and ran about
We hugged and kissed and left no doubt

Friends we'd be, this earnest endeavor...
Friends we'd be, to last Forever!

But one fine morning I did hear...
"Wake up darling!" as She did appear

A Faery Goddess bathed in Light
My wee eyes blinking at the sight

"Oh Mom, I dreamt a wonderful dream"
"Filled with a life, so unforseen!"

"Yes my darling, and that life did I take,
Fore now here you are, wide awake."

You see, that life was but a dream
As real as it looked, as real it seemed...

Wrapped as you were in warm covers
In a cocoon you slept, you now discover

As while in that dream, you slept so sound
A spiritual metamorphosis did abound

Fore while death loomed, it was only a skin
A chrysalis opened, your beauty within

Unfolding out now, aglow in your Light...
Into faerie heavens... you now take flight. :^)

☾⋆* ̐̐ ̐*⋆.◞❤◟.⋆* ̐ ̐*⋆☽

In tribute to Merrie Fae, in tribute to Prince Orchar, in tribute to the jump for all.

A most magical experience happened to me today. I was on my daily hike down to the creek. (Some of you have seen a page I put up about it here during the Summer.) Deer creek runs down a gentle ravine with columns of high hills on each side, covered in Oak, Cedar, and Pine. It's a very beautiful place, and I feel the faeries are watching me from the fern covered grottos and mossy clefts as I walk, listening to birds singing and waters tumbling.

Anyways today was overcast, with thick skies just a few thousand feet overhead, and no breezes whatsoever. Then, as I reached the end of the switchback facing West, something absolutely magical happened. It began with a distant whooshing roar of sorts. I looked curiously to the West, wondering if perhaps I was hearing heavy rain coming. Instead though I could see distant tree tops bending towards me, then closer ones, and closer ones. That's when it happened: All of a sudden a huge white dragon came rushing up the ravine to my right level with me, obscuring the hills. Moving incredibly fast, this long, white cloud, uncannily resembling some huge Chinese parade dragon, came rushing by on it's way up the ravine. It was immense and glorious, the wind carrying it suddenly embracing and buffeting me all at once. The air immediately smelled extra wonderful and cold as I instinctively folded my arms about me, gazing at it in stupified astonishment. It was as if the wizard Dumbledoor had just commenced some magical event in the Hogwarts hall! I looked upwards wondering if this would bring rain too, but no, that never came. Just the fresh coolness whipping all about... As I watched, the dragon's tail wisped quickly on by following the rest of it's body, and at the last of that the wind died down, everything returning back to normal.

It was so amazing and I'll never forget it. The magic of nature.

Here are some fun ones... (Happy New Year everyone!)

Kimi rides the Harley she's always wanted. (Don't get too close!)
		Shemaiah gets all the Blue Jay faethers she needs.
Emily lights the magic for a Unicorn's horn.

Many centuries before Christmas, the Talmud recorded the Pagan tradition of "Saturnalia" in which the Pagans gave and shared in a holiday spirit to welcome back the Light after Winter Solstice. This honored the god of agriculture, Saturn, knowing the crops would grow with the renewal of light. ("Saturday" is in recognition of Saturn too, though this day didn't get renamed.) So I just think some credit for "Christmas" should go to the Pagan folk too... not to mention mischevous faeries!

Here's a card for all of you Enchanteds... Click to open. :^)

Oh and btw, "Christmas" trees and Mistletoe were borrowed from the Pagans too. The trees are actually described quite well in the Bible - a Heathen practice! >;^)