I'll get lost in the forest and be a dryad

I'll wear a colar dress, take my notebooks and write down the words of the trees.I'll write the murmurs of the wind and the songs of the water running 2 feet away. I'll translate the musings of the birds and speak with the small animals and they will bring me flowers and fruits and we'll be friends. 

And then, I'll learn to live with the forest and I  won't be lost any more. I'll live in a tree house just like the elves did. I'll weave with  lowers and sing with the nightingales.

And when he comes to my forest, I'll take him to my magical places and he won't ever leave me alone. I'll take the stars from his eyes to light the night and his sweet smell to fragrance the leaves.

I'll be his and he'll be mine.

Sleeping Beauty

'' Many a girl has waited long,
For a husband brave or strong;
But I’m sure I never met
Any sort of woman yet 
who could wait a hundred years, 

Free from fretting, free from fears. 
Now, our story seems to show 
That a century or so, 
Late or early, matters not; 
True love comes by fairy-lot. 
Some old folk will even say 
It grows better by delay. ,,

Illustration by Henry Maynell Rheam

There is a day that never dies

Don’t ask why a wanderer wanders

I for one,have too many worlds to explore

too many stories,too many dreams,too many words.

I’d like to share them with you but I don’t know if I can.

That’s why my little one,you can’t ask why I wander,why my mind wanders…

There are too many things I need to learn,too many things to create.

Things to give,things to be,things to hear and things to see.

Forget me not.

Forget me not.

In the hours that your mind is lost,

and the moments that your heart feels torn,

Forget me not.

For I always am here,

talking or not,

still breathing.

always thinking,

I am here.

Forget me not.

Those moments when I feel like a memory,

like a dream,so easy to be forgotten;

and then,if forgotten,not existing.

I think I could vanish in the air..

That if I let myself to him,

he would take me away

and it'd be as if I never existed.

A ghost in memory.

It's you that keep me alive,

forget me not.

Forget me not,

for the sea looks so eager to take me with her,

and the earth is calling me to the most hidden places,

places so magical,no one could ever find.
And no one could ever escape.

Forget me not
and keep me in your heart.

The glass is not broken,nothing will take me away.

For now.



[ photo from the amazinly talented Annette Pehrsson ]

you feel like the sea

There are times that you hold me and i feel like it's surrounding me.
Had it been real water I would probably drown - because I want to sink in it, you, your love.
I want to go deeper and deeper, let it fill my lungs, every cell in me.
It's everywhere, in and out of me.
It's vast and it's all for me - my own personal sea of love reflecting the sun.

photo from here