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I’ve never been to a castle before, but in a dream.

But one day, things have changed for good.

I was lost in the woods that I just roamed like blind.

I did not see a footpath or trail that I could follow.

It was a misadventure; I tripped and I got hurt.

There’s no one in sight whom I could ask for help.

So, I kept walking, now and then, I stopped.

I would take a deep breath and rest, lest I would pant.



Midday came; still I could not find my direction;

Where I actually was going; nothing but tall trees I saw.

Afar off, I heard a rustling brook. That lifted my spirit!

A big bird sounded his alarm and I looked up the sky.

The sundial was positioned in the epicentre of the earth.

“Ah, I thought, it’s noonday!” Beads of droplets ran down my face.

The water was inviting and a cool breeze came from nowhere.

I knelt down to scoop a drink with my tired bare hands.



There I sat on a log by the stony bank; Silvery water kept its murmurs low.

I surveyed the surround and what a marvellous span of wonders to behold!

A mural of wheat fields ripened in golden sheaves, ready for the harvest!

It was not a vision; it was real! On the other side was vast verdant dell.

There also was this longest range of clay walls reddened by the hot sun,

Ascending to heaven! Where atop were long pillars of crowded castles.

It looked empty until I reached the portal. A loyal sentry intercepted my invasion.

I curtsied and begged to see the court when a Prince appeared and took my hand.



The Laird welcomed me to his court. And the Prince clapped his hands.

A maiden came and handed him his harp with a sweetest smile on earth.

The Prince played a tuneful of hearty melodies the court had ever heard!

It was a tribute to his lost friend he found so long ago in a far away

Kingdom unknown to the gods. She came to pay homage to his realm.

Her only vanity was her long locks of dark hair and the beauty in her heart.

From which came the beautiful quilted words simply knitted in a

Tapestry of Friendship and Goodwill for the dear Songman!



Copyright@greenmeadow, 12 November 2007

QH NSW, Australia