How sad if this be true..
to lose ones sense
of enchantment.

But all is not lost,
and can be rediscovered.

Sometimes a thing
needs to be retaught
it's own beauty.

Wonder
needs to come from within,
and then behold
what is wonder without.

Only a power greater
than oneself,
can reunite the heart
with it's own child,
who knows and percieves
the joyful.

Behold the moment
of such enlightenment,
when Faeries once again
dance upon the immagination.

Delight
becomes a state of mind.
Love
illuminates the Soul.

Then all that is needed,
thus to remain in the center
of the stream of Light,
from where all Grace doth flow.