In the Fields where Unicorns Play

In the fields where Unicorns play,
I spent my youth and childhood days;
dancing with fairies,
singing with nymphs,
exploring the world on gossamer wings.

Springtime winds held autumn leaves.
Winter snows kissed summer trees;
laughing at goblins,
hiding from trolls,
basking in the sun with star-kissed ravens.

Dragons and Hawks anchor the sky.
Lightning soaked thunder slipstreams by;
breathing in Life,
exhaling Joy,
spinning magic to set my imagination free.