WALK SAFELY THROUGH THE MISTS

WALK SAFELY THROUGH THE MISTS.

My life has been a journey

Enveloped in the mists of time

The beauty of a peaceful lake

Has often been mine.

I have seen the mists of morning

Wafting gently through the glen

Reminding me that seasons change

And the time comes round again.

I have stood in wonder

As the damp mist touched my hair

I have relished the misty quiet

And felt your presence there.

I have felt the mist around me

As your arms have been before,

I have special memories 

That will last forever more.

I have seen the mists arising

As the sun came breaking through

I have stood in silence 

And often thought of you.

The day moved on to sunshine

The damp ground soon was dry

I sought you in the afternoon

I hope you heard my cry.

Evening came and the dew was falling

And the mists of evening came

Hovered over a silent lake

And I heard you call my name.

Was it my imagination

Or where you really there?

Would we view the mist together

Would I feel your care?

Would the haunting mist enthrall us

And carry our thoughts away

Would we find peace and calm

At the end of a difficult day?

Would I feel your arms around me

Would my hair be gently kissed?

Wherever you are my Darling

Walk safely through the mist.

© Linda J. Vaughan

April 23rd. 2012

FAIRY MISTS OF AVALON

FAIRY MISTS OF AVALON

Welcome to the Garden

My home among the flowers,

This is where I spend my time

And while away the hours.

This is where the moon beams play

And diamonds grace the sky,

This is where the leaves fall

And I hear the wind sigh.

The river ripples on it way

And I sit on moss filled banks,

Dusting the flowers

And always giving thanks.

I splash in roses dew kissed

And watch the sunbeams play

The earthy smell of morning

Brings gladness to my day.

I am a generous Fairy

With a heart that’s filled with care,

When you feel the gentle breezes

You will know that I am there.

I watch over younger fairies

As they learn and grow,

Their pleasant and sweet ways

Bring more joy than you will know.

So when the morning mist drifts

In Avalon’s early dawn,

You will feel my presence

As we face another morn.

I am there with you always

To hold you in my care,

To bring the joy of morning

And freshness everywhere.

I am the Mists of Avalon

With many stories to tell

Of days when Knights lived here –

I remember very well.

I remember Arthur and Guinevere

The Round Table and it’s tales

I remember the lake and Avalon

And I remember Wales.

I recall Morgaine and Lancelot

And the risks that they would take,

I remember the mists of Avalon

And the Lady of the Lake.

© Linda J. Vaughan

March 2007

FAIRY MISTS OF AVALON

FAIRY MISTS OF AVALON

Welcome to the Garden

My home among the flowers,

This is where I spend my time

And while away the hours.

This is where the moon beams play

And diamonds grace the sky,

This is where the leaves fall

And I hear the wind sigh.

The river ripples on it way

And I sit on moss filled banks,

Dusting the flowers 

And always giving thanks.

I splash in roses dew kissed

And watch the sunbeams play

The earthy smell of morning

Brings gladness to my day.

I am a caring Fairy

With a heart that’s  filled with care,

When you feel the gentle breezes

You will know that I am there.

I watch over younger fairies

As they learn and grow,

Their pleasant and sweet ways

Bring more joy than you will know.

So when the morning mist drifts

In Avalon’s early dawn,

You will feel my presence

As we face another morn.

I am there with you always

To hold you in my care,

To bring the joy of morning

And freshness everywhere.

I am the Mists of Avalon

With many stories to tell

Of days when Knights lived here –

I remember very well.

I remember Arthur and Guinevere

The Round Table and it’s tales

I remember the lake and Avalon

And I remember Wales.

I recall Morgaine and Lancelot

And the risks that they would take,

I remember the mists of Avalon

And the Lady of the Lake.

© Linda J. Vaughan

March 2007