tribernical of love and destruction,
and amid it all the fountain,
that is the fear, the pious water, the fairy's here.
And can you be so strong
to lift this fountain up that you may behold it.
And can you be so steadfast in matrimony
to avery your eyes when her nakedness is seen.
And can you be so rightous
not to destroy whats in between
which seperates our world from theirs.
And now i lie awake
and watch the vague stars look upon me.
and only i can behold, protect this allusion,
for the world is no yet ready to witness
the simplicity of the divine.
But this beauty is a hidden darkness
for those so spiritual to find
this hidden life...
Can never return.
And i am afraid of the fairies yet.
but fearful of my simple body...