The sun glowed evanescent through the billowy willows as I walked through the entrance to the dark secrets guarded by the animals of time.
Then as the night grew to pass, the chill in the sky through the bringing of eve and the closing of a day of song and dance, we all sung in the last lapse of light as the evening sky came to be.
-Pictures all supplied by me (Emmy) taken in 2009 Fall, during my visits to the Temple of Heaven and Emperor Min's tomb
"Life is about the simple pleasures and the small things that make the corners of one's mouth turn up into a beautiful smile that seems to bring peace to one's self! " -Emmy
Good Books that make one's mind spin tales of one's own! I'm quite enjoying both of these books:
The Fairies Nutfolk Wood- Quite good, , as it brought me back to my own childhood days wandering through the woods, and make believing that I could talk to trees and plants. I was a strange child and spent many of my hours spinning tales of my own!
The Ballad- This book is a clever sequel to the Lament by Maggie Stiefvater, which I just finished yesterday, and again I couldn't put it down. I enjoyed traveling into the lives of Deidre and James two friends who's lives are both interrupted by those of the Faerie realm.
Wrote a poem while sitting upon the shore's of the foggy beach this evening.
Fairy Isle Upon the mists that rose above the granite cliff Clever tunes of a yearning of heart are torn Gently grieving the loss of a clear morn Never to see through the fog and steam of now Green eyes mystify with the idea of sound As they near in to the harmonic muses The sound is quelled For mischievous and games are not to be found
