Secrets of the Mist
I wave my hand and clear the mist
that hides a special place.
A place of fantasy and myth,
of a journey through time and space.
Where fairies fly on wings of silk
above a carefree land
while many little water nymphs
dream of walking on the sand.
I wonder through this world of mine
so full of all my dreams
Where dragons fly over mountains high,
on scaly golden wings.
The fish they take your breath away
with their ability to walk,
but it does not faze you, not a bit
to find roses that can talk.
I wander through this magical place
with power to change all I see.
The power lays inside my mind,
in a flight of fantasy.
