Notes About The Poem
Image: Flaming June by Frederic Leighton, 1895
Sages
So speak the hidden Sages,
Such wondrous stories of mystical places.
Should I seek beyond the shadows
Sacred spaces and moon-kissed meadows?
Silently the dreams come slipping,
Softly into my nighttime dripping
Songs of the ancient magical Mages.
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