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.
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