As I summon a fairy,
long ago,
Handing her some
mistletoe
Lauralee, came to my
aid,
Here the flowers never
fade.
Waters have a peaceful
flow,
Hearts are lite, all aglow.
Lauralee, is happy there,
Lovely flowers, for her
hair.
She is my friend and
guide,
Teaching me the other
side.
I have always wanted to
go,
Where the milk, and
honey flows.
Back to, from where I
came,
Again receiving my real
name.
Time stands still in my
homeland,
No more worries with the
sand.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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If this poem refers to a spiritual guide then I must say it's spot on. If it is about a total fantasy it is very descriptive and beautiful. Either way it is a lovely poem.