I have gone out and seen the lands of Faery,

And found sorrow and peace and beauty there,

And have not known one from the other, but found each

Lovely and gracious alike, delicate and fair.

I have come back from the hidden, silent lands of Faery

And have forgotten the music of its ancient streams:

And now flame and wind and the long, grey, wandering wave

And beauty and peace and sorrow are dreams within dreams.

Fiona Macloed

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