Light of the Isle

In a glen on an isle in the land ‘oer the green is a place that only those that truly believe see the eyes of the wee one such as she be.

Come take an adventure, come lass, come along. Tonight we shall ride the moonbeams of the fairy song.

Don’t dilly, don’t dally, or don’t hesitate. Come along, come along lass there is no time to wait.

Fly with me, rise with me, as we travel higher than high. For this is the night when the moon is but nigh.

Close your eyes tightly, as I shower the dust, to open to a realm where magic is a must.

As your energy touches the moonbeams, dear lass ride with me, ride with me, beyond the hourglass.

Where time has no meaning, where trouble but burst in to pots of gold, ‘oer the green where laughter is a must.

Your dust will carry you higher and higher, beyond belief and only to desire.

Where all is beholden, where none is denied. Desire is the nectar of the fairies tonight.

To dance in a drop of rain, or take flight over fire, come with me, come with me, as we go higher and higher.

Keep your eyes wide open now, as we ‘oer the river O’Malley.

Choose in a glint the sparkle of O’Leary; choose in a glint the nectar born of the fairy.

Land if you choose land as you glisten in the land of the fairy. Hurry now child, for all that awaits ‘Oer the green within the magical gates.

Here we are now, here we shall wait, here be forever in the land without fate.

Dust off your troubles, dust from the wait. Here ye, here ye, for all that waits.

Spread out your wings, breath in and partake, for you are now home in the land of your mates.

Never again to be separate or far from the home of your creation, from the home beyond all bard, stay here, or come here often, be that which ye are.