Land Of The Unicorn

In the sea, the fish have learned to fly, On a moonlit night, on wings of silver,

As the enchanted stars sail serenely by. Do they know? Where do unicorns go?

Narwhals lost at sea, and never seen again.

Go, go and ask the magpie, "Where do unicorns go?"

In the trees, the birds have learned to speak, Many colored, they keep their secrets, In a parade of clouds.

Playing hide and seek, do they know? Where do unicorns go?

Does myth and mystery lie, Where the unicorns go?....

Some say there's a place very far away Where one hundred white lillies grow new every day

Where mist in the morning is lighter than air

Some even say that fairies live there At just the right moment, when mist becomes light

God's golden fingers erase all the night If you look very carefully,

look without seeing You'll see a strange sight... a magical being

Out of the mist an image is born Whiteness all glowing with one gleaming horn

He breathes out the last of the mist from his birth

In the coolness his hooves barely touch the earth

Some say he is made from pure love, hope, and light

But you'll only see him when your eyes are closed tight

You won't find this place on a map or a chart

The only route there is to travel by heart.

So you want to travel to the Land of the Unicorn

Where magic exists and fairies are born You must first close your eyes and open your heart

Only then will your wonderful journey start

Though everything seems misty, try not to stare

If you look much too closely nothing will be there

The air is so cool, yet incredibly still...

Like something's to happen and probably will

You stop breathing to notice there's not a sound to be heard

Not a tree in the wind- not the song of a bird

On your cheek you feel the sweet breath of warm air

And you turn to find the Unicorn standing there

For a moment you stare right into his eyes

He is old and he is young and he is very, very wise

You swear to keep the secret of all these magical things

And then you are invited to try some fairy wings

Beams of sun break through the clouds as if by his command

And then you see a fairy who takes you by the hand

Her hair is golden swirling curls sparkling with dew

Her dress is like blue taffeta enhanced with a rose colored sash

Her wings are soft, and flowing in the breeze

You blink your eyes in disbelief as flower petals fall from the sky

The air is sweet with many things You turn to notice you have fairy wings

They take you through a thicket of woods til a clearing you can spy

To the lillies you go upon his back, as you go to deliver dew

Though this is something you've never done,

It's something you always knew Though no time passes, the day is done

You sadly turn to see the setting of the sun

And so you wake in your bed, hair still sparkling with dew

With memories of secret things...on fairy wings you flew.