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~ By
Courtesy of Others ~
Ásgarður
There is a place
that is
invisible to most of us.
The only way to enter
is to walk the rainbow.
There you´ll find that the
mountains still have souls
and the trees voices.
There are the glorious palaces
of forgotten times.
There you drink the magic brew
sweetened with honey dew.
Soothes the soul.
Opens the eye.
There is the place
where
the Gods
play with their powers.
These are the Gods of elemental nature.
Mirrors of our desires.
And you dream of
dwelling there forever and ever
until one day you realize
that you have always been there
and nowhere else.
©
Birgitta Jonsdottir
Womb of
Creation
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