It was nigh on into the middle hours of a fine early warm summer's eve
When I was awalkin, aye I was awalkin and aserenadin' to the evening breeze
Through a dale I had wandered and on towards a wood,
T'was then that I spied them, aye then t'was I spied them,
Wooden steps hewn out of logs leading up a small path hill.
Now all around me it seemed that the wee wood fae had been doin' their job
The trees were abuddin, the small plants along the path were bloomin'
As if they were rainbows sent from above.
But here this be where the scenery changed ever so, it was as if time existed no more,
And afore me there appeared a sparklin' mist arisin'
It took control ore me will and up the stairs I soon was a climbin'.
The mist shifted and changed capturing all the colors of twilight,
The very essence of it now was as if I was gazin' into the star filled sky of night.
Then a shape began to form, and I was struck still in the magnificent apparition it was becomin'
Then she was there, and I knew magic