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TITLE: To the Hidden Place By Jenny Thomas 10/21/04 |
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Watch real close as the footfalls go
Follow them onto a mound
Where the fairies dance and sow
Step by step and foot by foot
Closer does the place emerge
Play the tune and watch the soot
As the place will soon submerge
As the trees get thinner and thinner
Go as slow and quiet as the owl
As the nights get meaner and meaner
Watch to see the homeless fowl
Step by step through the dark
Closer still and yet so far
Soon the path will find the lark
So do nothing that will mar
Follow then the little birds
As white as snow and red as blood
After that follow the words
Of a gentle fawn and doe
At the rising of the sun
Stop and rest for you have won
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