You came to me at the right time, in the most suitable

in which more longed to have you by my side You came to me like a fairy tale

my life with your beautiful magic It is unaccountable emotions in my wake

that for a moment I thought you were not here, you were on the other hand and it was so strange I feel

the force with which you did was not a human, but a true angel You found my soul mate

You came to me to illuminate my way You came to me and beset me with your light, but the flame of love in my kindled

and now I live in love with an angel Today my feelings have confused me if I no longer love or remain your friend

Not away, whether it be what I should do but neither myself the idea of not seeing you again Long time wanted and now I found you

I do not want to miss
Today I just want to stay with you forever
and as two angels live together forever in love

A place where few can go or tell Follow the stream to the fairy dell Wings of silken lace, help them rise, Upon the breeze of perfumed skies And in the place where the wee ones play Are made the flowers and the sunbeam's ray. Captured in the fairy cup, Each dewdrop is to gently sup.
The creatures they all sing along To the merry little fairy song. Dancing round on tippy toe, They flash their colours just for show. Their magic is a secret thing, As they sit around the fairy ring.

The great tall trees are their best friends, Guard them from where the forest ends. And on the days when the sun is bright They catch the shadows and cast down light. 'Tis then you'll see the magic true, Placed on the ground for me and you. And as the branches gently rustle, Behind the petals the fairies bustle.

With a flash of light they rush away, from vision of man. They stay, When all is quiet, all is calm, They flicker within the sheltered balm, To gently float once again, And twinkle in the dripping rain.

Each fairy has, so they say, A pointed ear on which they lay, To hear what roots of trees might say. The roots feel deep, and know it's true, When we approach, the me and you. The Fairies realm, is for a few

But you will know when elves invite Your chance to see the fairy sight For those who search for fairy ground With good intention just and sound Do not disturb this little place Just look at the magic of their face Their pointed ears and wings of lace The fairies live quietly secure Amongst themselves, in a World that's pure. They know your mind, it won't deceive A fairy if you don't believe

My soul awake, I need you more than the stars. You're my tower and my immense sea. My universe is for you, and the nights when I think of you.

If you'll have to mourn, to accompany me in my solitude. I wake up and I think I glad the day, if something happens, you give me out
Blessed are you, for giving me your light and show me the way that leads to Jesus
I never in my life I miss your love your inspiration always turn down from heaven and your peace tame my care

Some say there's a place very far away Where one hundred white lillies grow new every day, Where mist in the morning is lighter than air come even say that Fairies live there. At just the right moment when mist becomes light, God's golden fingers erase all the night. If you look very carefully, look without seeing, You'll see a strange light. a magical being. Some say he is made from pure love, hope, and light, But you'll only see him when your eyes are closed tight.

You won't find this place on a map or chart, The only route there is to travel by heart. Though everything seems misty, try not to stare, If you look too closely - nothing will be there, The air is so cool, yet incredibly still...

Like something's going to happen - and probably will. On your cheek you feel a sweet breath of warm air, When you turn - the Unicorn is standing there, For a moment you stare right into his eyes. He is old and he is young and he is very very wise. Beams of sun break through the clouds As if by his command...

And then you see a Fairy who takes you by the hand. Her hair is golden swirling curls - sparkling with dew, Her dress is like white taffeta - flecked with bits of blue. The air is sweet with many things, And you turn to notice you have Fairy wings. Up you go onto his back, As you're off to see a world all new. As you wake in your bed, Hair still sparkling with dew, With memories of secret things, On Fairy wings you flew

You're an angel Here I am, you too, even in the imagination. This time, I want to be, the full moon awaits you and enlightens you. As a friend you've been faithful Now you take the skin is not going to happen but I can dream. I tell you we are both as the air that is free floating in the vastness.

I hear your voice, dream of you are my angel of peace. Let me fly by your side forever I want to be your wings fill my soul.
Seal your love is in my skin just be friends is not easy. Awakening is a pain if it is not true what I want and even more hope. As a friend you've been faithful now I take the skin, when is it going to end or when it will come true? I tell you we are both as the air that is free floating in the vastness.

I hear your voice, dream of you are my angel of peace. Let me fly by your side forever I want to be your wings fill my soul. I tell you we are both as the air that is free floating in the vastness. Your wings fill my soul. I have much fear of losing, so afraid of not seeing you again, but you're my friend, for me there is something more.

This beautiful secret, keep my heart, everything I dreamed, and it was you. I tell you we are both as the air that is free floating in the vastness. I hear your voice, dream of you are my angel of peace. Let me fly by your side forever I want to be your wings fill my soul. I tell you we are both as the air that is free floating in the vastness. I hear your voice, dream with you. You're my angel of peace. Let me fly by your side forever I want to be your wings fill my soul. Here I am you also even in the imagination

As every evening several fairies gathered in the forest to talk what happened in the day and see that they could solve.

One was sad, saying he wanted to fall in love and had not yet happened. An older and wiser fairy replied, "when you least think, you will have your love in front of you." The fairy was a fluttering, with some hope, which had been told

The days passed, but her heart was still that need. What ever did was go flying through the cabins, that day said: "It is something new out there can help." It fluttered everywhere and looking down saw a handsome elf. He went down, thinking it was real, but it was a garden ornament. "It can not be," he said. "I want to become real, like me" thought and thought ..

Looking into his eyes fixed, she recalled the words of the greatest fairy. She closed her eyes and kissed him with so much love that the elf became real. The elf looked at her and said, "It was time to come for me, I was always looking forward, I knew you were going to be you" At the least expected moment, the two were united by love

In a distant castle was the most beautiful garden they had ever seen in there were plenty of flowers of all colors and all kinds and for having, that beautiful garden, was cared for by a gardener who loved flowers as his life, he always looked happy talking with all the flowers, she sang to them and they listened very happy, every day watered with love, tenderness and gentle melodies that were born in his heart, never forgot to tell you all wanted but there was a special for a beautiful red rose was her consent and she was happy to be the rose more dear to the gardener, daily sang to him and tell him he loved her, she flushed would answer also wanted they inadvertently were falling every day and wanted more

A beautiful spring night, with a sky full of stars and a moon in all its glory, he went to his beloved rose, she looked at him in surprise and asked, Is something my good friend gardener? He replied, not beautiful flower, nothing happens, rose beautiful fragrance, walking around and my steps led me to you, to tell you what my heart a while began to feel, for you I fell in love and heaven yell power say and today under the starry sky and the silent moon witness, I tell my rose cute stunning color as red and pure as your soul, this heart of mine to you belong, because without you, my life felt not have ... excited pink spring leave two tears from their beautiful petals ... and scared gardener question; What about you beautiful flower? Why are you crying? Do what I said hurt you? She hurriedly replied, no gardener of my heart, I cry of happiness as currently expected, weeping with joy that also my heart to you belong and I fell in love, and to tell you, how you feel about me, came two tears love for you, the gardener moved to the depths of his being, could not believe it, she also wanted, I approached her with such care and a tender kiss on her petals deposited and incredible happened.

She was transformed, color change, was the most beautiful and bright red rose that never saw the gardener, for the kiss she gave him red passion turned, she saw the face of astonishment of his beloved I answer, I'm full of love, so to kiss you, my color change and woman turned me, now we will love every night under the stars and under the rays of the moon, I never move you, the gardener excited took her in his hands and caress with tenderness and love, another kiss gave him, feeling that his whole being trembled with love and passion for his beloved rose, he said, and my beloved pink, never leave you, forever in my heart you will live, you will care to my own life and love you beyond the sun, will not be alone my beautiful love, and you'll always be beside you live, rose answers, so is my beloved gardener, you and me for eternity.

It happened one summer night a callus downpour and poor deshojo rose, its petals destroyed ... and she died. In the morning, as every morning, the gardener was your love to see ! oh! He was surprised at his faded flower he found, was already dead, the gardener said, oh my God ! What happened to my beautiful love, who destroyed? knees callus and in his hands the volume, cry and cry until their eyes the tears ran out ... took her in his arms and her way up to a beautiful crystal clear river, magical melodies and in that place he laid, took a huge bay leaf and rosemary sprigs, with care and love, lay on the road and the river gave it, with shouting strength, eh here my beautiful beloved, your water I give it to the heaven comes and stays a star that will soon go to meet them, because without it, no longer able to live.

And every night the gardener heaven watching, looking at a star to his beloved and she spoke, her sorrows told him and each time the gardener spoke a star in the sky but it was lit, it was the largest and brightest of all the sky was the rose, the gardener heard and touched her light increased, and the life of the gardener lit with love from heaven so sheltered. Until one day the gardener of sadness over losing his beloved, died in her beautiful garden and to meet his love went happily live next to each other in the eternal universe

For a moment forget this world. Feel the warmth of my touch on the inside Let it be the craft at this time, and so ... slowly mold your sensual and exotic warmth, so you end up exhausted in the paradise of my arms, and feel that I am your angel of love.

I love you in silence, not to miss No part of this art of seduction. You smell the fragrances that release my kisses, that you ascend into every touch causing my hands. In every drop that frees my body convulsed, feel the unbridled passion for me .. Your angel of love

(Rivadero)

A fairy hovering around me It was the fairy of my dreams Which took care of me when I felt sad My inseparable friend, in my walk His laughter heard in the forest kept The trees, their branches swaying to the sound of your voice

She defines herself as a fairy world That low to the ground to give friendship, and love Disappears one day, when you feel that everyone is happy

Fairy honey eyes, green when you poke Lake Sad if you see sadness in your friends. Bells merry as if people are happy That's my good fairy, unconditional friend Fly around me, and continues to fly

It is mischievous, doing things that leave me amazed I never thought I'd meet a real one Always he believed that fairies do not exist Now I long to see a forest full of them Accompany them in their games, joy View as a lake of dreams bathe

Fly with them to the trees, and see from there Walk the length and breadth of life Walk without fear, just untethered Love and who love me, just as I am Not as they want it, in itself is not love fairy friend thanks for letting me think That life is worth

Why suffer for so little When there is so much sickness. So much injustice, so much evil. Hi I'm your fairy friend, I do not say goodbye, just until forever, no longer need me you can fight alone and know the way to go. This is a message of peace. Peace to your heart, peace for humanity

Between the sea and the sky, hidden in the clouds, It is a magical kingdom, a beautiful place, known as the Kingdom of the Fairies. This kingdom is a fantastic world, a place where everything is magic, where nothing seems real, all It seems to be the product of a dream. These fairies are immortal beings, born with the first sunrise on earth is a precious species They are very small.

They have small transparent wings of a great beauty. They are benevolent beings, very good, that is They strive to make others happy although it will to their own detriment. The fairies live in the clouds, its function is to make happy children are the only ones able to see fairies, but they fail to see them as they grow, as they must protect other human babies who have just been born. Among all the fairies, there was one that stood out, it was smaller

the rest, with very small wings that kept him from flying, but that does not hide the beauty of this issue. Had a Eyes of a very light brown, very soft, they discovered their look, a very sweet look. Her brown hair was very long beautiful. It was a fairy a special beauty. Although not fly, I will endeavor to protect a child, but mothers fairy stopped him.

An Angel of his friend keeps, he learned that would not let him protect any children, and perhaps help teach attempt to fly but its wings were still very small, too weak to take off. The little fairy, became very sad, began to mourn, and tears became a beautiful rain fell on the waters. Seeing this, the Guardian Angel, took her, I dry the tears

he put on his big silver wings and flew. was the Fairy first flew, although not out with her own wings Shortly afterwards, the Angel fairies convinced that mothers let the little fairy in charge, and so, albeit with to him, the little fairy, could protect a child, getting his dream come true and to see the smile of a fairy Special

If one night in the woods, discover many lights in the distance that seems to jump and an unknown music, are you attending the dance of the Fairies. The reason for this dance is the collection of energy from the earth and the cosmos, thus regenerate. They say that pre-season change nights, fairies go abroad to have fun with their balls and dances, at the height of his powers. The most auspicious night to find a fairy ring is the Night of San Juan

A Fairies love to dance on the grass around a bunch of roses which then spread through the crossroads, and often do so in circles called fairy rings of. They do holding hands, but turns back. This is a great danger for anyone who runs into this great vision, because who does what feel drawn to the circle by the magic spell of the music and starts dancing wildly beside them.

A person who is attracted you think that dancing lasts only a few minutes, hours and even overnight, but actually the most common duration is seven years or more..To be rescued, a friend of the victim of the spell has to help the hapless dancer holding a hand and having one foot firmly outside the circle ... If the spell does not become ever rescued, the cavorting and crazy dance can become cause death. Still, the dance of the fairies ends at dawn.

For fairies any day may be cause for celebration, but there are three magical nights when the deadly laws are repealed and fairies come out to celebrate the outside: The Night of San Juan, beginning of the summer solstice; Beltane night, the eve of May Day; and October 31, the eve of All Saints Day.

In these three nights rite happens next: First prepare their magical processions, initiating a grand parade. Fairies their finery, their dresses are made satin and tulle. They are accompanied by their steeds, adorned with colored tassels and bells, with the maximum possible colorful, and just when midnight arrives in procession advance. The order is usually established before kings, with honors, and behind them are the main knights to the king.

Sound bagpipes, drums. First a red banner and a group of knights, then behind the green banner and gentlemen, later behind white banner and more knights. Closes the parade the other fairies and courtiers. A horse moving, dancing and other dancing around him. These processions are known as "raids of the fairies". When the parade ends meet in circles around the grass and starts dancing. Light up the place with the torchlight and the sound of bagpipes sing and dance until dawn. You can tell where the fairies danced through Corro Fairy Mushroom, a mushroom found in the mountains in circles.That's where danced, Fairies dance and dance and have a length of up to 600 years

One spring night, the fairies gather in the old Fresno, all dressed in their best clothes. Take a purple petals and golden hair - look beautiful-. Other donned butterfly wings, red hair stand out among its almond and blue eyes. There are also those that have petals of sunflowers, his swarthy highlights its abundant curls hanging from his shoulders. All colors of the rainbow, are present; Fireflies dance merrily tonight equinox.

Small lamps illuminate the center of the beautiful Fresno and initiate the dances, fairies, elves, goblins, spirits of the night all together, happy to breathe the soft perfume scents this singular night stand between those smells "the smells of night," l "Mother Jungle," "geraniums", "jasmine", "the chances."

Drinking nectar from flowers and dance if I stopped the moonlight. A distant lands Elf invite an Elf of the meadow. Fairies are pledged their picture, flying to meet, welcome you. Now the pace is more than a dance. With sensual movements accompanied by lyrics that speak of nostalgi, love, earth at a distance; frenzy, all this fuss now trying to imitate the steps of Elf Meadow, this is happy, he feels at home.

A Fairy looks at him a while, hidden in a rose, the slowly approaching, something tells her ear, his voice she laughs and accepts penguin. Dance until dawn. Fly together to the glass of Fresno, it is time to rest before doing so give thanks to Mother Earth for His goodness, are taken from the hands cradling each other and each other, their dreams have slowly sleep

t is slowly falling in the afternoon and the lazy sun, launches its feeble rays through of forest trees, giving a reddish leaves swaying with the wind. The night starts to timidly its appearance and lighting manager stars, has begun with their daily work. Take a cloud in hand and with it they are doing polishing one by one.

The wants. The spoils. And them with a wink thank you for your dedication. They are so flirty! Meanwhile, down below, in that clearing, the moon lights the old tree lazily spreads its branches, while he is opening his mouth in a yawn, for then a sigh. is a night of full moon.

Night ritual. Night ceremonies Night Fairy. The time is approaching. The night is filled with soft sounds that caress the soul.
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ll is peace. Everything is calm. Soft sound of wings is heard in the air. Small lights go down. Different colors ranging lighting the clearing and take human form. The last to arrive, which brings the green, green as the sea. The old tree yawns.

Peace. Calm It is the night of the fairies

Sometimes on a clear moonlit evening when the forest is still, the reflections of stars ripple and dance and the warm glow of the fire beckons you to sleep

Sometimes you can see fairies dancing and flitting about the tree branches. gossamer wings gliding across the night skies leaving trails of stardust in their wakes.

Sometimes you can hear the soft beat of fairy wings flying near, making wondrous music that catches you in its spell. your heart soars up to join the flight as you balance gently on the edge of dreams

I felt you call my name, dear one, from somewhere far away. and it touched me with a special warmth to feel you speak this way. It's only when your heart is quiet that I can come to you. And only when your world is still, that you can hear me too.

So as you're sitting quietly there, perhaps to dream awhile. You may feel some soft quiet shadow speak a whisper to your smile. I will fill your heart with music, sing you love-songs without number..
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Then cover you with soft clouds and stardust as you slumber. I will reach up to the heavens, borrow all the shades of blue...

Then weave them into 'loving thoughts' and leave them there with you. As I walk across the midnight skies to think my thoughts anew I'll dim the sun, and hang the moon, .and light a star for you

As I walked across the sky tonight, I discovered someplace new... I stumbled onto a lonely star where all who lived were blue. They didn't seem to notice me as I passed among their ranks...

None were looking anywhere and none were "giving thanks". So long they'd lived on lonely thoughts and looked nowhere but "down", That none among them ever smiled, but neither did they frown. They seemed just empty shells with eyes that could not see... They lived only "in the past" and wanted "used to be".

"Dear Friends and Fellow Travelers", I thought into their hearts... "Be not dismayed or broken because you've made false-starts!" There is no "map" to happiness -

no "charts" or compass true... We all have made our "detours" - but don't let it "get to you". A "wrong turn" need not take you far, if you don't make it so... You only have to "turn around"

and "let the shadows go". Come out into the moonlight - see such beauty all around. Too long you've let your wounded soul look nowhere else but "down". Look up, Dear Fellow Traveler,

see the magic in all things. So long you've walked with sadness, you forgot that you had wings! Stand up! Stand tall. and spread those lovely "feathers" Refuse to be a "prisoner" and shed those "phantom tethers"! No "blue star" can hold you with my wind beneath your wings.

Just close your eyes - release the bonds, and you can do all things! And as you're soaring bright and high - glance back a time or two. You'll see there is no "blue star" - just me smiling back at you

Hopefully you always have an angel by your side looking out for you in all that you do reminding you to continue believing in happier days

finding ways to realize your hopes and dreams; as giving real hope like the sun force giving you Serenity as a guide

Hopefully you have always love, encouragement and courage; I hope you always have an angel by your side. Someone to hold you if you fall, encouraging your dreams; bringing you happiness, holding your hand and helping you move for life along daily

of our lives that are constantly changing. As well as flocking tears smiles to move on the roads of your journey; hopefully let the miles be a thousand times over more endearing lonely

I hope you never have to leave gifts that end, someone wonderful to love, and a bosom friend to rely on. May you have a rainbow after every storm. May you have hopes to keep you sheltered and safe. And may you always have an angel by your side

There is a fairy next to my bed, It is the fairy tales I always happy sleep. It comes every night and gives me flowers, with such a fresh smell as a gentle kiss. You who disguise you scarlet color, bring joy my poor soul.

Have the light of a star, the smile of a princess, these full of tenderness and a beautiful sweetness. Intoxicate my senses in time with your rhythm, always listen to the song composing my heart. I'll leave tonight in my bed a kiss under the pillow, so you take my soul a piece,to fairyland

You're my angel .I feel shake your wings close to my face, and the soft breeze that caresses me discover me how beautiful it is to feel so close ...

You're my angel ... your smile is a melody that dance through my body and I'm excited, I splashes of your essence, that catches me in the incredible beauty that follows your hands to caress me doze off while receiving your presence.

You're my angel ..with you I'm not afraid, accines my soul in your kisses, which are like small pieces of love that faint on my lips, in my eyes, in my dreams .
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You're my angel . and I feel in me, deep inside, a part of me was born of you, a part of you was born of what I was, and am today two halves in my soul, while you are two halves in yourself , so when I feel you know who you are and you understand .
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You're my angel ..no matter if I have you, do not want to be your mistress, I just want to love in every star, every eternal place you dream about, every person you love, with every beat of your soul, every illusion you have ...

You're my angel ... I vibro with your voice when you speak to me, but I guess when you remain silent, I hear your Self because I crave, like me when you walk away, but I am not afraid to be waiting, this love itself fills me, and the distance does not exist in our sacred space, that where I teach ..
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You're my angel ... and I embrace you as you take care of me in full moon nights You're my angel ... I feel shake your wings close to my face, and the soft breeze that caresses me discover me how beautiful it is to feel so close ...

You're my angel ... your smile is a melody that dance through my body and I'm excited, I splashes of your essence, that catches me in the incredible beauty that follows your hands to caress me doze off while receiving your presence. ..

You're my angel ... with you I'm not afraid, accines my soul in your kisses, which are like small pieces of love that faint on my lips, in my eyes, in my dreams .

You're my angel ... and I feel in me, deep inside, a part of me was born of you, a part of you was born of what I was, and am today two halves in my soul, while you are two halves in yourself , so when I feel you know who you are and you understand ...

You're my angel ... no matter if I have you, do not want to be your mistress, I just want to love in every star, every eternal place you dream about, every person you love, with every beat of your soul, every illusion you have ...

You're my angel ..I vibre with your voice when you speak to me, but I guess when you remain silent, I hear your Self because I crave, like me when you walk away, but I am not afraid to be waiting, this love itself fills me, and the distance does not exist in our sacred space, that where I teach .

You're my angel .and I embrace you as you take care of me in full moon nights
(Arael)

Twas a longing came into my heart, I could not sense the name. It tore me from my sheltered hearth, and swift to nature came The beauty of the soft green hills, the singing of the trees.. They left my soul more empty still, I could not find a peace I saw the shining Fairy Ring, myself within it's Heart...

And I found a lonely comfort, Though its magic touched me not. I wandered by a running stream, and touched its stones for strength, Then I settled 'neath a great oak tree, and drifted into sleep.

It lifted me with gentle boughs, and took me far away. When I awoke, the darkest night had chased away the day I lay within the Fairy Ring, myself within it's Heart...

And I found a lonely comfort, yet. The magic touched me not.. My mind a whirl of clouded dreams, I knew not where I dwelt... Yet in that shining Fairy Ring, a calming warmth I felt.

Oh thrice I called unto the Fey, and thrice about was turned... I fell upon the living earth, and in that moment learned. For there that night I felt a touch, and in that moment knew The Fairy magic had revealed my hearts desire most true..

For in that touch I felt such love, and in that moment knew that I did touch a perfect love my hearts desire so true .my hearts desire so I lay within the Fairy Ring... Myself within it's Heart,

And I found a lonely comfort, yet The love that I had sought My words and wants are stilled within, My heart has filled so much... I oft return to the magic ring To feel the fairy touch. Oh kneel within the shining ring To touch the fairies heart

Poem from Fairy of the Woods CD © Gary Stadler

If someone should hurt you and say a thing unkind... Remember what I write to you and keep these thoughts in mind. For everyone who makes you cry, there are three to make you smile... And a smile will last a long, long time, but a tear just a little while.

Don't let someone who hates the world cause you to hate it too... Behind the clouds is a Golden sun, and a sky that's full of Blue. If someone said a thing that's cruel, don't let it get to you...

Your achievements are greatly numbered and your faults are very few. So if a certain person should act a certain way, Think of those who love you and don't let it spoil your day

I've made a place, a special 'nest' ~ from the 'world', sir, beg your pardon... Then come away from all the rest and sleep here in my Garden.
No earthly thing can find you here ~
no worry, fret or snare... I'll watch over all your dreams and hold you in my care. I'll lay you on a mat of moss, covered all in flowers...

I'll sing you golden love-songs through this night so filled with hours. Then as you're lying gently there, before the sun should rise... I'll warm myself in your sweet smile and swim in your quiet eyes.

Our love will open flowers that never bloom by day... And all the joy that fills our hearts will keep the clouds away. Those lovely feathered touches, those whispered kisses too, Will still be yours tomorrow when the sun collects the dew.

My garden now grows fairer for having held you near... The 'world' may call you back again, but your essense is still here. And all the words you spoke to me were Treasures from down deep... I've placed them safely in my heart, Now they are mine to keep

But at night I would imagine away, away, that would fall to my sides cascade of curls, skip lightly over the throne and play with newts among the rocks; We would run from here to there, hiding and looking for us

on the high sea and land corrugated crimson shells, whose tips silver overlook the sea. But if someone comes I'll scream and I jump like a wave from the diamond cornices protruding from the hollow.

Because I do not kiss any of the bold, cheerful newts seabed; they follow me and I courted and flattered me at twilight purple seabed. But the king of them all yes it could take me away and court me, beat me and marry me, among the branches of Jasper seabed.

Then all beings in mosses colorless seabed, will be screwed silently my silver foot, looking up, looking for my love. And when I sing merrily from above, all soft things, horns and forked They are peeping out to the deep sea area and look down looking for my love.

Deep in the Valley of Dreams azure Lived a fairy with time-colored eyes And crystalline laugh like dew in the spring; Until the dawn, she ran into the woods.

What was she doing? What was she looking for? you say This one was the Fairy of Dreams Fairy Wonderful, Those that fill the eyes of small children And leave in the early morning pink cheeks. It therefore sought to the bottom of this fairy Enchanted Wood

Lost Dreams she could probably fulfill. There she found a dream right fogged tears; This dream was that of a soul haunted by despair, The Lost Dream of an angel with the magic smile Which shed bitter tears over his past loves ... The fairy was seized with a surge of the heart and said, "Enough!

Do not show this smiling angel is dramatic! " She went to the Fairy Queen to tell her his love: "This angel has suffered too much! "She said" And I want me, Love so cruel to men changing the Laws! " The Queen replied: "I understand that your heart is heavy,

But you know the land of Faery Laws! The same world you are unfortunately not! This love is not there, you know! Stop there! Forget this being, it's better this way, believe me! However, the Fairy of Dreams did not hear well, And flouting the laws of Faery, she met the angel In a place where the chant resounded tits; She told him sweet words and words of love too ...

The angel and fairy met so often; And the more time went on, their love grew ... The flower that lived in their heart bloomed As she never did before ... Their love was so nice not however remained unknown Enraged, the Queen of the Fairies learning it Sent for the little fairy who rushed there ... "Here you are then! "Said the Queen," I warned you! Do you know that you will be punished for your betrayal?

Such fault, yet you know the punishment: Faery, you must leave the land immediately! " "O my Queen, I would go to another horizon, Which will host my love and hers! " "Do you know, little fool? "Replied the Queen, "May Heaven will close his doors ebony?

The status of fallen angel will your guardian angel! " "Or, if it is so," said the angel and fairy gathered, "We both live in another place! Earth where humans live is ours, It will be our love the cozy nest

The leaves were long, the grass was green, The hemlock-umbels tall and fair, And in the glade a light was seen Of stars in shadow shimmering. Tinuviel was dancing there To music of a pipe unseen, And light of stars was in her hair, And in her raiment glimmering.

There Beren came from mountains cold. And lost he wandered under leaves, And where the Elven-river rolled He walked alone and sorrowing. He peered between the hemlock-leaves And saw in wonder flowers of gold Upon her mantle and her sleeves, And her hair like shadow following.

Enchantment healed his weary feet That over hills were doomed to roam; And forth he hastened, strong and fleet, And grasped at moonbeams glistening. Through woven woods in Elvenhome She lightly fled on dancing feet, And left him lonely still to roam In the silent forest listening.

He heard there oft the flying sound Of feet as light as linden-leaves, Or music welling underground, In hidden hollows quavering. Now withered lay the hemlock-sheaves, And one by one with sighing sound Whispering fell the beachen leaves In wintry woodland wavering.

He sought her ever, wandering far Where leaves of years were thickly strewn, By light of moon and ray of star In frosty heavens shivering. Her mantle glinted in the moon, As on a hill-top high and far She danced, and at her feet was strewn A mist of silver quivering.

When winter passed, she came again, And her song released the sudden spring, Like rising lark, and falling rain, And melting water bubbling. He saw the elven-flowers spring About her feet, and healed again He longed by her to dance and sing Upon the grass untroubling.

Again she fled, but swift he came, Tinuviel! He called her by her elvish name; And there she halted listening. One moment stood she, and a spell His voice laid on her: Beren came, And doom fell on Tinuviel That in his arms lay glistening.

As Beren looked into her eyes Within the shadows of her hair, The trembling starlight of the skies He saw there mirrored shimmering. Tinuviel the elven-fair, Immortal maiden elven-wise, About him cast her shadowy hair And arms like silver glimmering.

Long was the way that fate them bore, O'er stony mountains cold and grey, Through halls of iron and darkling door, And woods of nightshade morrowless. The Sundering Seas between them lay, And yet at last they met once more, And long ago they passed away In the forest singing sorrowless

Your wings, my fairy, elevate my words beyond borders and welcome spiritual hearts while they sleep soundly, when the stars greet the moon and the sky protects our dreams.

Flit around my emotions, and embrace with your magic to draw on them flashes of peace and with them you wives in my soul, where caress my light and I feel like a blessing. The sun is witness to the warmth you bring to my present moment and how you wrap with your love and hope in the process of my days. You wait for the sky to fall in love with night and I delve into the subconscious to take me to infinity lap where the sublime blends with the divine and I am in unity with you

(M.S)

Delicate Angelic wings drift alongside the clouds silently

Unhindered by the intrusion unexplained With a presence beauty with dusty wings Skeptics line the mysterious unveiling Reflections of thither mystical throne sails between worlds , angels of lighted vessels called in messengers , guardian of time Radiant saffron hair beams of light Wings glorious lights

Deviance waft opulent soft moons Flowering rose soft as the faces cherubs in rows Wings of silence thrice ,assyd

(D.Y)

Valleys of shadow and muted waters and cloud forests, hiding its outline a flow of tears.

There wax and wane huge moons, again and again, at every moment, in singing the night slips, and always moving, restless, and shake off the stars with the breath of his white face. When the moon clock says midnight, a thin, transparent moon descends gradually,

with the center at the top a high ridge, and its vast disk gently slide the veils on villages and ranches, everywhere; about strange forests, over the sea and spirits flying and sleeping things:

and bury everything a large luminous labyrinth. Ah, then! How deep It is the passion they put into their dream! Wake up the day,

Moon and his paintings already hovering in the sky, with restless storms, and all are alike: mostly They resemble a yellow Albatross.
And that moon never used them
for the same: Store It will change it again, extravagant. But its tiny pieces light rain become, and those butterflies Earth flying, plodding of cloudscape, and down again,

never satisfied, They bring us a sample, pinned their trembling wings

The water element, governed by the nymphs, sirens, mermaids and nymphs symbolizes the dreams and fantasies. The fire element, ruled by salamanders, symbolizes courage and vitality. The air element, ruled by fairies, sylphs and sylphs, symbolizes the movement and changes. The earth element, ruled by elves and gnomes, symbolizes health and wisdom. There is a very subtle fifth element (ether) governed by angels, symbolizing the spirit

All these magical beings, invisible to our eyes, have a human appearance and are the essence of plants, minerals and animals. Camouflaged in nature, protected from any act of violence, and if someone invades them and abused their habitat, may retaliate to defend.

The behavior of these beings are similar to that of humans. Just as acts of people are defined by their goodness or evil, there are good, bad and mischievous elves, and well-meaning, friendly or treacherous tale. All beings belonging to the four elements live in communities usually have hierarchies and are ruled by a king, a queen or a boss. Just like humans, they tend to marry and beget children. All are speculations on topics such as life expectancy. Fairies, for example, is estimated to be living between 500 and 600 years. Gnomes, even two centuries.

Most of these magnificent beings (except perhaps the gnomes), when offended can be very vindictive. But if you are attracted to a human being to wake them admiration, enjoy making materials or giving psychic powers, or giving gifts other gifts. There are theories that say it is possible to communicate with these beings for help and protection in the same way we do with angels.

One of its features is to have a subtle and changing body, can occur in different ways. Many of them have significant powers and a highly developed intelligence. The activities they like best are: dance, music, games and love

Let your eyes light sweet with the brightness of stars and the melancholy moonlight and that the sun big spill on you its splendid rays when issues of permanence of darkness and evil

You agree that the earth will receive her soul, the meandering wind caress your face, the waters purify your body and your soul
while you dry fire with his divine power. Only then you will live in peace with nature, because it is the only connection you have your ancestors and your ancestors are the legacy of what you are

Come, follow me, follow me You, elves and fairies, all as much as you are, Who form circles in the grass! Come, follow Mab, your queen!

Hand in hand, dancing here and there, To make the soil of this magical place. When mortals are at rest, snoring in their nest, Without noise beings views We glide us through the keyhole; Above the tables, stools and shelves, We fly in troops.

And if it is a brothel Fitted tray, dish or bowl, We climb down the stairs And find girls sleeping joys; There we tweaks their arms and thighs None can escape or be seen.

But if the house is swept, And to be overcame impurities We praise the housewife, Who is duly rewarded; Thus, for use, before leaving, we drop a present in his shoe.

On the cap of a mushroom, We spread our table; A grain rye or wheat As a food; Drops of pink beads, we drink In cups shaped acorns, full board.

The brains of nightingales, Accompanied fatty and creamy snails, Compacted between two shells, Constitute a very tender meat; Tails of worms, and mouse bone marrow, Up a delicious dish wonder.

The grasshopper, midge, and fly, We accompany our songs The graces accomplished, we dance for a while, So forget the time;

And if the moon hides her face, The lights shining towards us the way and leads us to the bed at home

Above the dew wet grass As we move nimbly; The young and tender stem Never flexes when you walk near her, Yet, can be noticed in the morning, The place where we walked the night before

Between the sea and the sky, hidden in the clouds, It is a magical kingdom, a beautiful place, known as the Kingdom of the Fairies. This kingdom is a fantastic world, a place where everything is magic, where nothing seems real, all It seems to be the product of a dream.

These fairies are immortal beings, born with the first sunrise on earth is a precious species They are very small. They have a small transparent wings of a great beauty. They are benevolent beings, very good, that is They strive to make others happy although it will to their own detriment.

The fairies live in the clouds, its function is to make happy children are the only ones able to see the fairies, but they fail to see them as they grow, as they must protect other human newly born babies.

Among all the fairies, there was one that stood out, it was smaller the rest, with very small wings that kept him from flying, but that does not hide the beauty of this issue. She had Eyes of a very light brown, very soft, they discovered their look, a very sweet look. His brown hair was very long beautiful. It was a fairy of a special beauty.
Although not fly, I was determined to protect a child,
but mothers fairy stopped him. An Angel of his friend keeps, he learned that would not let him protect any children, and perhaps help teach attempt to fly

but its wings were still too small, too weak to take off. The little fairy, became very sad, began to mourn, and tears became a beautiful rain fell on the waters.

Seeing this, the Guardian Angel, took her, I dry the tears he put on his big silver wings and flew away. It was the Fairy first flew, although not out with her own wings Shortly afterwards, the Angel fairies convinced that mothers

let the little fairy in charge, and so, albeit with to him, the little fairy, could protect a child, getting his dream come true and to see the smile of a fairy Special

My country is one where the palm tree stands and orange flowers under a perennial blue ... Where beautiful orchid on high rocks move and feel the breath of God.

And it is in that jungle where cradled my dreams. Silvan Elves and sold me his secret. The Dryad embraced the dying trunk He made me in the gloom as it discreet sign.

Do not be surprised therefore if my indiscreet pen It comes to tell you things that seem to lie. Naiad has seen me in the hidden source lymphs to lean to see it up close.

I was surprised in the woods thousand shy talks. Fern told me what tells the wind. When he cried at night ... I wet grass dawns; lawn and told me that she cries often.

I know what is the hand that rocks the palm trees, tropical fans proud ornament. Why the rigor that puts the bush in their spines; and I have treasured that exotic flavor.

If my eyes caught, and still reflect, the ingenuity of the forest with its mystery, in them you will see that sleeps fine mist; lemon juice or bitter orange

Angels, heaven, love and flight He is an angel but a warm reflection Happy frolicking in the clouds of heaven That is flying but the free being To live the full time. But it has a soul wishes Surfing the soft and serene life. If you're my angel pours dreams I'm here to steal them without fear If I am willing spirit owner Take me warm and I give myself.

And if there are things we do not understand today I know that life gives us trails And ours, for her, crossed the flight Not for me to discard wishes Labyrinths that time painstakingly traced I do not know how, or when, or where .... I only know that what is between angels, souls and heaven

Came a day serene and eternal ..And what about love? What are you telling me? If ... this if, at the time sprout To join the order, all of them

(@m.storni).

You must believe with all your heart and soul. Let no man tell you otherwise, Or fill your head with darkened lies.

The way to get there is many in choice, But a good first step is the inner voice. By air, or water, by earth or fire, Fairyland is your hearts desire.

There you are free, all you can be, And everything is real. You could sit for a while , Upon a sundial, And chase the rays of the light, You could float on the air, Without any care, Or fly with butterfly wings. Buzz with the bees, and fly through the trees, Float down with the falling leaves

You could go on a boat, Through sparkling waters, Made out of the shell of a tortoise. Sit in the ring where the fairies all sing, Drink, dance, fairy fling. Diddle on the fiddle, play fairy in the middle, Sparkle, shine, drink buttercup wine. T’is not far, you must believe, Just follow the voice from within
(J.R)

It is slowly falling in the afternoon and the lazy sun, launches its feeble rays through of forest trees, giving a reddish leaves swaying with the wind.

The night starts to timidly its appearance and lighting manager stars, has begun with their daily work.

Take a cloud in hand and with it they are doing polishing one by one.

They are so flirty! Meanwhile, down below, in that clearing, the moon lights the old tree lazily spreads its branches, while he is opening his mouth in a yawn, for then a sigh.

It is a night of full moon. Night Fairy. The night is filled with soft sounds that caress the soul.

All is peace. Everything is calm. Soft sound of wings is heard in the air. Small lights go down. Different colors ranging lighting the clearing and take human form. The last to arrive, which brings the green, green as the sea. It is the night of the fairies