Runes
 

Moonlit whispers
Echo through the forest of dreams
Soft reflections
Slipping through the ethereal streams
Emerald starlight
Captured in her mystical eyes
Protective runes
Etched into the depths of her mind
Dark chestnut strands
Lifted by a cool, playful breeze
Her warming smile
Sets the troubled spirits at ease

Elvin beauty
Enchanted one
Weave me a spell
To keep us alive and well

And even the trees know your name
No need to fear anything
Don’t let it all
Go up in flames…







Background and other art on this page from:

the World of Celtic Art

Original version of background by Peter Oostervink


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