Date:  02-19-89  17:41
From:  Marcus
To:    All
Subj:  Talking to the Olige (elves)


EID:1029 8d201253
 Quick poem on how to listen to the olige (elves)....:
           
ELF
 
   Wilst I think,
   And sit and dream within the forest,
     soft footfall comes up behind me,
      as I think.
   A soft cool hand touches my shoulder
     and whispers like the wind enter my ear.
   Her perfume preceeds her words, 
     her intentions reflected ,
       in the calming mist.
   Like dust, sleep overcomes me,
     as soft secrets fill my thoughts,
      the hand releases its elfin grip,
       
   And I drift into sleep...
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