Through the woods

Along the stream

You become part of my dream.

You call,

You glimmer,

Or project into my space,

Blessing me with your presence and grace.

And I see what in time could be

the essence of your being brought forth to see.

Sometimes a fairy,

Sometimes a gnome,

Sometimes a house for you to call home.

I am here for you to use

to bring you for forth for all to peruse.

I saw you there in the mirror of time,

Essence pure and so sublime.

I know you would

If I but could

Present this moment.

I saw you there among the brambles,

Knotted twists, and curls,

Just right to form your face and furls.

I bring my talents to show your face.

I carve your essence pure and grace

Then dress and furl

And bring to light

The ethereal you,

You showed me at first sight.

I did your bidding to show your face

Then added jingle and gleam

To bedazzle as you deemed.

Blessed be to those who see what lies within you and me.