The satin blanket of night
With it's silky silence
Wrapping whispers around
My head
Tucking in my dreams
Clicking out the light
Of reality
To reveal the depth of desire
The soon to be forgotten future
Cosy with the pervasive past
In the twisted landscape
Of perception
Where unicorns dance
Where unseen monsters lurk
A place where lost love blossoms
And fears manifest
Under the rainbow of dreamland
Real people escape
Until the monochrome blue
Bleeds back into the bedroom
The beautiful blanket
Of comfort becomes
The shadowy shroud of silence
For the midnight meandering heart
The day Lucy found the wardrobe
Was the day her adventure began
Tumus the faun befriended her fast
The Pevensie’s escape from air raids
Lead them into the magical world of Narnia
C.S. Lewis published six adventure stories
From 1950 to 1956
If these names are familiar –
Trumpkin, Reepicheep and Puddle-gum the Marsh
You have probably met and loved Aslan the lion.
Why not take priggish cousin Eustace Scrubb next time?
Let's find the seven lords who were banished
Let's knock King Miraz off the throne
Let's put a stop to a hundred years without Christmas!
Who can do it? It takes children.
The Chronical of Narnia
A saga that travelled through six books
A world of magic, mythical beasts, talking animals.
Where children and a caring lion are the saviors
Who become queens and kings
Not much better than that!
The joy I find in colour
This extraordinary thing
Tiny backstreets shout with vigour
Freeing prison walls to sing
When the streetlight slowly flickers
On our lifeless habitat
The creative human passion
Has to put a stop to that
Sweeping through the streets of dullness
All the litter and the dust
Bringing hope back to the hopeless
Recall our heritage, we must
We're all kings and queens in waiting
Not for privilege or wealth;
To return our fallen kingdom
Back to Eden level health
I just love; we rise and conquer
Those who want to keep us down
Every sapling through it's concrete
Every happy smile from frown..
The human spirit moving
From a warm place deep within.
We're a people full of rainbows
From our paintbrush hearts of tin.
And so the mane-less lion sleeps...
His gnarly crown removed from view.
His kingdom paused for me.
And you.
And while we weep in sheer despair..
a secret yet discovered there..
The moss of time cannot disguise.
The love uncovered in His eyes.
His ingeniously crafted Narnia glows
With so many wise and amazing prose
Love shining brightly through its text
So very eager for what comes next
This beautifully written tale’s foundation
Brought my own heart so much adoration
The lessons within its astonishing pages
Reminding me that this story truly engages
I was blessed to read it all word for word
And it was a world that I certainly preferred
The story brought about such tenderness
All the beautiful animals so tame and generous
No other artist holds so much of my respect
As this wonderous writer who is so perfect
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Through the gate and into another world
Leaving my cares on the outside
Breathing in the air of my sanctuary
That’s where you’ll find me,
When life feels hard to bear.
Hands deep in the soil
The rich smell filling my mind
Feeling the cold earth between my fingers
That’s where you’ll find me,
When life feels hard to bear.
Talking to the chickens
Stroking their soft feathers
Listening to their curious chirps
That’s where you’ll find me,
When life feels hard to bear.
Gently planting new crops
Watering them in to the ground
Whispering soft words of encouragement
That’s where you’ll find me,
When life feels hard to bear.
Digging over a plot of land
Pulling out weeds to start a clean slate
Leaning on my spade for a rest
That’s where you’ll find me,
When life feels hard to bear.
Drinking homemade wine around a campfire
A warm glow spreading across my cheeks
Listening to songs in the night
That’s where you’ll find me,
When life feels hard to bear.
My joy, my deep breath
My allotment, my other world
A place that waits for me no matter what happens in my day
That’s where you’ll find me,
When life feels hard to bear.
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