Fairies For Everyone

The heart is the voice of the soul
I listened to it carefully
And I found I heard
The fluttering of fairy wings
Calling to me....
I knew that it must be you!

An Excerpt from La Belle Dame Sans Merci
by John Keats

"... a lady in the meads, full beautiful - a faery's child,
her hair was long, her foot was light, and her eyes were wild.
I made a garland for her head,
And bracelets too, and fragrant zone;
She looked at me as she did love, and made sweet moan.
I set her on a pacing steed, And nothing else saw all day long.
For sidelong would she bend and sing a faery's song...."