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"The Glistening Feathers of the Fern"

"In the forest of the peaceful rain,

the light poured in through veins of green,

and the bark surrounding the trees seemed like a silken case.

There were bouquets of mushrooms by the carven roots,

and the ground was lit by the glistening feathers of the fern.

Nothing could wither and nothing could burn,

in the forest of the peaceful rain." -  Cheryl Leah

"Roses in the Hollow"

"All the winged things danced on the breeze
Sang from castles in trees
There were marble nymphs that bathed in the dew
All the winged things danced on the breeze

Roses in the hollow

White quartz and columbines
Otters of the fields
Garnet beds, fuchsia dancers
Marble nymphs in the dragonfly pools

Small bears and egrets
Agate globes and cranberry mosses
Paws and whiskers
Berry foxes

Garnet beds, roses in the hollow
Fuchsia dancers, otters of the fields
Paws and whiskers, berry foxes
Bears and egrets, agate globes

All the winged things danced on the breeze
Sang from castles in trees
There were marble nymphs that bathed in the dew
All the winged things danced on the breeze

All life sang
All life sang
All life sang in the fields." - Cheryl Leah

"The Cricket's Call"

"All life woke in the soft and the green and jumped to the cricket's call,

stepping aside for the seeds in their time

while the leaves fell down in the fall.

Myriadity in the eyes in the trees that for a thousand years

had watched the life at play,

crystal writings on the cliffs were read by all at mid-day.

Prisms from flowers made patterns in the pools

alighting spirits bathed in the dew

winged things upon the breezes blew in the forest of the peaceful rain,

in the forest of the peaceful rain.

"All life woke in the soft and the green and jumped to the cricket's call,

stepping aside for the seeds in their time

while the leaves fell down in the fall." - Cheryl Leah

 Eyes in the Trees

"White trout sank to the lower pools, every cave held a deer,

every crag held the Dragon's eye, geese fell away on the wind

in the forest of the peaceful rain.

Herons clustered, white trout sank to lower pools

mushrooms grew to memories, and geese fell away on the wind

crags held the Dragonfly, caves held the deer

leaves left swiftly for the ground,

eyes in the trees closed in sleep, icy winds blew cold and deep.

White trout sank to the lower pools, every cave held a deer,

every crag held the Dragon's eye, geese fell away on the wind

in the forest of the peaceful rain." - Cheryl Leah

The Young Highland Rover

"Loud blow the frosty breezes,
The snows the mountains cover;
Like winter on me seizes,
Since my young Highland rover
Far wanders nations over.

Where'er he go, where'er he stray,
May heaven be his warden;
Return him safe to fair Strathspey,
And bonie Castle-Gordon!

The trees, now naked groaning,
Shall soon with leaves be hinging,
The birdies droopingly moaning,
Shall all be blithely singing,
And every flower be springing;
So I'll rejoice the live-long day,
When by his mighty Warden
My youth's return'd to fair Strathspey,
And lovely Castle-Gordon." - Robert Burns

My Wife's a Wanton Wee Thing

"She is a winsome wee thing, She is a handsome wee thing,
She is a lovesome wee thing, This dear wee wife of mine.

I never saw a fairer,
I never loved a dearer,
And next my heart I'll wear her,
For fear my jewel be lost,
She is a winsome, wee thing

The world's trouble we share of it
The wrestle and the care of it
With her I'll blithely bare it,
And think my lot divine.
She is a winsome, wee thing" - Robert Burns

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