Mid-summers walks

Green leaves and yellow sunlight
Thats the truest delight
Of each mid-summer walk
Or maybe just a talk
Of the memorys of the spring days-
All those lovely dreams of unforgotten Mays.

"But the devil come to Bethlehem, with a Bible and an Alarm Clock"

A misty veil of falling water, hiding the faeries realm from every curious eyes. All the sacrd things are born under this magic veil.

"She felt as if love was all about her and around her, breathed out from some great, invisible, hovering Tenderness. One couldn’t be afraid or bitter where love was–and love was everywhere".

"A little more than kin, and less than kind".

Shakespear, "Hamlet".

The Sword and the Pen.

"For those who still can recall
The desperate colours of fall
The sweet caresses of May
Only in poems remain
No one recites them these days
For the shame..."

Regina Spektor
The Sword and the Pen.

"She thought about this irony as she stared back at the Moon".

Regina Spektor, "Braille".