The Faeries laugh at me; they fly!
"Oh! How silly! Close your eyes!", they cry.
Mocking my comparison, they lead me toward a hilly place,
Then a hundred faeries pull the blindfold from my face.
Oh! What rays of light I see!
Upon the ground - two loving trees
Embracing in their final dance,
While in the center - two other trees find loving romance.
Standing before me - one dark and one bright,
While faeries in shadows sing dancing marking the sight.
On the side two trees in love stand straight upright
Basking in their true love there in the light,
Showing the wide world that love delights...