The Tower of Light

Along came twilight The air grew still Soft shadows Soft light The moon rose above the hill We pulled in our deep spun coverings Watched a moon Rise silently and bright Towards the hill A light could be seen Glowing in the distant green A meaningful look Of futures’ past In the world of the Faerie Queen The night Young and still The moon, bright Beckoning To the tower of light I held her hand Together, across the moon We flew Faerie magic Faerie dust Across the night To the tower of light