by Cary Kembla
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ELVEN MIST
On a morning full of bliss
Wandering through the Elven Mist
Dreamily, my mind did drift
In the swirling Elven Mist
Then in a forest clearing
I did see a vision
There in the Elven Mist
You were standing, glowing
In a white robe, flowing
Radiant in the Elven Mist
As I beheld you in a trance
Into the forest you did dance
Beckoning, you drew me in
So deep into the Elven Mist
Guided by your gleam
I came to a crystal stream
Bubbling in the Elven Mist
There, you showed to me
A gnarled and ancient tree
And to it you began to sing
The tree began to sway
And slowly you did fade
Away into the Elven Mist
Now to that tree I am drawn
Searching for you each dawn
So deep in the Elven Mist
© 2026 Cary Kembla
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