Keeper of the moon’s pale

beams, smile delight here.

Dancer of the sun’s searing

rays, tread lightly through.

For in the shades and shadows of the ivy thicket

Sparkling fae children play

For beneath the mists and sprays

of the waterfall cascade

Winged Sidhe elders lay

Summon the breath-
creatures big and small

Harvest the fruits-
flowers poison and perfumed

Harness the vibrations;

trees, water, soil, flame
Elements of life

Of all, the same

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