Across oceans of azure and thresholds of golden light,
searching, always searching, for the visions of night,
timeless time ago, had she set out on her quest,
to find the well of ideas, without which she would not rest,
she came upon a land of creatures strange and queer,
and journeyed far and wide, until at last did appear,
a great and noble wizard, to whom she posed her query,
“I seek the well of ideas, and the magical creatures merry,
who bring them into form, if it’s not too much to ask”,
the great and noble wizard, was ready for the task,
he led her to a mirror, and teased her about the fuss,
and said her search was over, because “you are one of us”.By Kevin Lenihan
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