Why do you weep my elfin friend?
Maiden of fey beauty and charm; lithe in form,
With ruby heart of rare warmth.
Dry your rainbow tears and gaze towards me.
I shall pick your shaken spirit up from
The floor of life's lonely highway;
Whose savage shards of broken glass
Have severed your once joyous innocence.
I shall raise you to a realm of glowing light
And golden days; where the rays of Apollo's
Sun slave penetrate those murky depths of
Despair and silent solitude;
The place where your soul screams.
I will take you by your hand and guide
You on a rich tour of the wonders of reality;
Where the beauty of mind's creation makes
Everything possible and the impossible real.
Where those who have gone before are re-born;
Into a world of undying warmth and compassion.
Where they assume tangible form and thrive again.
And you are but a moment's sleep away from them.
So take my hand, come with me and drift
Into the land of Earthly dreams;
Where everything is real.
