Elf of the Silver River

Elf of the Silver River
 
~Within the deepest green, our sanctuary awaits~

 From the mists of fable, she awakens in immortal forests
Autumn winds caress the wilderness of ancient skies,
unveiling secret dimensions of bejeweled gardens
Legend & reality become one as shards of emerald cascade
thru my mind — her voice; a tempest of passion & longing
The perfume of her magick drifts like a ghost among the trees,
haunting my blood song..
Gossamer wings undress in soft glimmer of Elven eyes
In the mystique of destiny, our lips befall under star-fire

  Lush galaxies swirl in woodland celebration — seasoning the
ether of silvery rain adrift in twilight’s feast
The passion of aurora flows thru branches & ripened leaves,
as a serenade of dreams glide in a sea of glistening green
We bathe in the lore of Earth & mountains vast
Awakened visions covet our desire in kingdoms of Fae
To River’s bequest, I ascend into the depths of her soul
My beloved Queen — the delirium of a Moonlit sea,
more beautiful than a thousand Suns

  In the new dawn of the forest, magick bursts like a
supernova connecting worlds
Spellbound! I drink the elixir of her wanton gaze deep
Constellations of speckled silver gleam upon the River’s ache
summoning the rapture of spirits and souls

entwined
Outer worlds melt into quietude as we bask in a communion
of supernatural alchemy whispering in the winds..
Horizons fold into one as the River ebbs & flows unto
where Love’s odyssey we yield evermore

Together, we fade back into the mists of eternity....


— Arthur Crow © 2012