Voyage Into The Golden Screen
In the golden garden Bird of Peace
Stands the silver girl the Wild Jewels niece
Paints in pretty colors Children's drawings on the wall
Look of doubt I cast you out begone your ragged call
In the forest thick a trick of light
Makes an image magnet to my sight
Gown of purple velvet enchanted glazed eye
The sound of wings and sparkling rings behold a crimson sky
Tread so light so not to touch the grass
Breathe the air so slowly as you pass
Silent sudden dewdrop lies unseen until
Symphonies of Seaweed dance and swoon
Surreal Celestial shore beneath the Moon
See the dark and mighty peaks pierce the Cumulus
Violet and mauve they sit power you can Sus'
Elvin fingers clutch a deep black cloak of fine Damask
Aged rock incarnate lie reveal a bejeweled cask