Come oh wee ones
And break the veil
The world is ripe with weariness
They need your light and cheer
For it is too heavy
And needs your levity.
Beat your gossamer wings
And make vibrations
Of hope and joy
For little girls
And inner children who
Wish to dance
With the light
Of the willow wisps.
Make bright dark places
Bring the magick back
Break the walls of banality
And return the silver path
To Arcadia,
Never forgotten
Only lost.
But what is lost
Longs to be found.
Show us the elemental lights
That dance about us
Beat in our ears the drums
Of awakening
Touch our souls,
That magick will return to us
what a heavy
World beat out of us,
Bring back the silver pathway
Of Arcadia,
The secret of which
The hidden door
Lays in each heart…
Trumpet the secret way
With your tiny horns
Blown with great heart
The passion and the truth
Of the wee ones
Joy, unbounded
Creativity mused for the world
Eternal children
Live in our souls,
Never to grow old…
Only fade.
Awaken the DeNann in us all
Call us home,
Ageless, timeless
Fae childer
Within.