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Delicate pixies, fairytale mysteries, there's something strange down at my garden path,
Enlightened shadows, silhouettes behind gnomes, is this magic from a hidden past?
​​​​​Whispering voices frolicking in the air with a sprinkle of childhood memories, 
Fairy dust glistening, the Ice queen listening, for every drop lasts for centuries.

Mystical mythical creatures flow from a pouring rainbow,
Wings fluttering, lights flickering, playful around a scented rose,
Illuminated colours dripping with wonder, this magical playground sure feels real, 
Step by step I'm a little closer, there's imagination as far as I can see.

I see a goblin speaking with a leprechaun, 
I see a unicorn with a diamond like horn, 
Dancing with joy on all fours trying to taste the colours,
I see a gorgon but no hair of a fearful snake, 
I see a mermaid splashing in my little lake, 
Swimming with elegance, laughing just like the others.

The tweeting of birdsong inbetween wind-chime and flute, 
Creatures of nature enjoying mother earth's forest fruits, 
Breathless in this moment, what beauty has she woven, 
Down at my garden path is a life that's frozen.

Toe by toe on these cobbled stones, 
Leads me to a dream world unknown, 
Toe by tow on these cobbles stones, 
The louder I here,

Welcome home...