Come With Me

    Come with me into the desert's hold
    Where the stars shine silver and gold.
    Come with me into the edges of dream
    Where faery dawn is reflected in stream.

    Come with me into forest dark
    Where sings neither siren nor lark.
    Come with me into forest bright
    Where birds sing ever to welcome the light.

    Come with me into lands unknown
    Where the sun washes white-bleached bone.
    Come with me into the light of the moon
    Where one hopes dawn does not come too soon.

    Come with me into the light of the stars
    When songs sourceless are echoing afar.
    Come with me to the islands green and fair
    When the nymphs are weaving the webs of the air.

    Come with me into the summer trees
    When the golden sun sings to the breeze.
    Come with me into the autumn leaves
    When the world blazes, faints, and grieves.

    Come with me into the winter night
    When all about is ice and light.
    Come with me between the seasons
    When no one will ask our reasons.

    Come with me into the far lands 
    Beyond all reach of mortal hands.
    Come with me of your own free choice
    Beyond all reach of mortal voice.

    Come with me, if you dare to dare
    Those lands distant and far more fair
    Then anything that now dreaming lies
    Beneath the unchanging mortal skies.

    Come with me, if the moon calls to you.
    Walk without leaving a trail of dew.
    Come to me where I wait in the twilight,
    And let us leave shadow for endless light.
                                  -May 13, 1998.